Woah
Stole the whip, stole the whip, stole the whip
Yung Drippy Dri bitch you know it's him
I was f*cked up when I wrote this shit, like
Brodie got hit with a shoulder kick
I do not know how we always lives, like
Baby why won't you get off my dick
Or if you gon' be on my dick, baby do some tricks
Do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks
Wok in my cup but it huh
Wok in my cup but it's mixed with tris
Brodie pull up with a huh
Brodie pull up with a f*ckin' stick
Why you wanna touch my huh
Why all these bitches wanna touch my dick, woah
Baby be makin' me
Baby be makin' me nauseous
Brand new whip, I just bought it
I don't even know how I got this
Brand new whip, I just huh
Brand new whip, I just copped it
Baby girl makin' me huh
Baby girl make me exhausted
Baby you don't want me
I might pull up in a rari
Why this bitch say sorry
Why this bitch say who
Why this bitch trying to bother me
I want you to do that shit sloppily
Why this bitch on top of me
Brodie just came home
Now we don't talk on the payphone
I don't need nobody, I stay alone
My mind gon' stay stoned
Oh-oh-oh
Stop playin' those games, I'm grown
I'm in love with the way that you move
And now I got racks lil bro
Bad bitch blow the dick like a saxophone
It's gettin' real hard to even trap when I'm on
And I got a stack for the bros
I used to be with my homies, but now they all sellin' they soul
And that shit come in off guard, like, woah
Stole the whip, stole the whip, stole the whip
Yung Drippy Dri bitch you know it's him
I was f*cked up when I wrote this shit, like
Brodie got hit with a shoulder kick
I do not know how we always lives, like
Baby why won't you get off my dick
Or if you gon' be on my dick, baby do some tricks
Do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks
Wok in my cup but it huh
Wok in my cup but it's mixed with tris
Brodie pull up with a huh
Brodie pull up with a f*ckin' stick
Why you wanna touch my huh
Why all these bitches wanna touch my dick, woah
Yung Drippy - Stole The Whip (feat. FRThekidd) Lyrics
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English
Woah
Stole the whip, stole the whip, stole the whip
Yung Drippy Dri bitch you know it's him
I was f*cked up when I wrote this shit, like
Brodie got hit with a shoulder kick
I do not know how we always lives, like
Baby why won't you get off my dick
Or if you gon' be on my dick, baby do some tricks
Do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks
Wok in my cup but it huh
Wok in my cup but it's mixed with tris
Brodie pull up with a huh
Brodie pull up with a f*ckin' stick
Why you wanna touch my huh
Why all these bitches wanna touch my dick, woah
Baby be makin' me
Baby be makin' me nauseous
Brand new whip, I just bought it
I don't even know how I got this
Brand new whip, I just huh
Brand new whip, I just copped it
Baby girl makin' me huh
Baby girl make me exhausted
Baby you don't want me
I might pull up in a rari
Why this bitch say sorry
Why this bitch say who
Why this bitch trying to bother me
I want you to do that shit sloppily
Why this bitch on top of me
Brodie just came home
Now we don't talk on the payphone
I don't need nobody, I stay alone
My mind gon' stay stoned
Oh-oh-oh
Stop playin' those games, I'm grown
I'm in love with the way that you move
And now I got racks lil bro
Bad bitch blow the dick like a saxophone
It's gettin' real hard to even trap when I'm on
And I got a stack for the bros
I used to be with my homies, but now they all sellin' they soul
And that shit come in off guard, like, woah
Stole the whip, stole the whip, stole the whip
Yung Drippy Dri bitch you know it's him
I was f*cked up when I wrote this shit, like
Brodie got hit with a shoulder kick
I do not know how we always lives, like
Baby why won't you get off my dick
Or if you gon' be on my dick, baby do some tricks
Do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks
Wok in my cup but it huh
Wok in my cup but it's mixed with tris
Brodie pull up with a huh
Brodie pull up with a f*ckin' stick
Why you wanna touch my huh
Why all these bitches wanna touch my dick, woah
Stole the whip, stole the whip, stole the whip
Yung Drippy Dri bitch you know it's him
I was f*cked up when I wrote this shit, like
Brodie got hit with a shoulder kick
I do not know how we always lives, like
Baby why won't you get off my dick
Or if you gon' be on my dick, baby do some tricks
Do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks
Wok in my cup but it huh
Wok in my cup but it's mixed with tris
Brodie pull up with a huh
Brodie pull up with a f*ckin' stick
Why you wanna touch my huh
Why all these bitches wanna touch my dick, woah
Baby be makin' me
Baby be makin' me nauseous
Brand new whip, I just bought it
I don't even know how I got this
Brand new whip, I just huh
Brand new whip, I just copped it
Baby girl makin' me huh
Baby girl make me exhausted
Baby you don't want me
I might pull up in a rari
Why this bitch say sorry
Why this bitch say who
Why this bitch trying to bother me
I want you to do that shit sloppily
Why this bitch on top of me
Brodie just came home
Now we don't talk on the payphone
I don't need nobody, I stay alone
My mind gon' stay stoned
Oh-oh-oh
Stop playin' those games, I'm grown
I'm in love with the way that you move
And now I got racks lil bro
Bad bitch blow the dick like a saxophone
It's gettin' real hard to even trap when I'm on
And I got a stack for the bros
I used to be with my homies, but now they all sellin' they soul
And that shit come in off guard, like, woah
Stole the whip, stole the whip, stole the whip
Yung Drippy Dri bitch you know it's him
I was f*cked up when I wrote this shit, like
Brodie got hit with a shoulder kick
I do not know how we always lives, like
Baby why won't you get off my dick
Or if you gon' be on my dick, baby do some tricks
Do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks, do some tricks
Wok in my cup but it huh
Wok in my cup but it's mixed with tris
Brodie pull up with a huh
Brodie pull up with a f*ckin' stick
Why you wanna touch my huh
Why all these bitches wanna touch my dick, woah
Writer: Frandy Roque, Ben Nkwantah
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid