Yung Joc Feat Lil Wayne – Drip Mp3 Ringtone Download

March 12, 2010

in Lil' Wayne, Yung Joc

Drip mp3 download recorded by Yung Joc featuring Lil Wayne leaked recently on internet that is not supposed to out yet and there is hot discussion on twitter.


Yung Joc – Drip Mp3 and Music Video

Yung Joc – Drip Lyrics and Mp3
(Chorus)
yeah (?), calm down
bow down, i draw down
5 rounds

Drip (x15)

(Yung Joc)
Ey Weezy
Let me talk to these niggas
Ok
monkey nigga, better not slip
feed your ass banana clips
yeah, yeah i bust your head gasket
leave you with a (?) drip
and for the lettuce AKs not gon spit your cabbage
and she get tragically, cuz now (?) fill with maggots
this aint angus beef
you dont wanna order this
2 glocks like 2 pac
i’m on my thug immortal shit
GPS goons show up to yo (?)
chrome with the pearly take you early
thats abortion b-tch
duck, duck, tape ya, wrap ya nigga, no balls
(?) slugs the same size as door knobs
sixty seconds in and out
pop, no prob
blow ya whole face off
thats a blowjob
shoot ya b-tch and (?..)
too graphic? gotta paint a picture
so ya niggas grasp it
i call your momma tell her pre-order ya f-uckin casket
bury scary niggas i never been (?)

(Chorus)

(Lil Wayne)
soo woo to the beehive
strapped like T.I.
i keep that b-tch on me
like the Book Of Eli
i just shoot ‘em all
so i don’t have to de-cide
spit your body up
they gotta bury ya ass 3 times
run up in ya house
leave ya brains on the couch
shoot up everything, the f-uck is ayman about
empty that clip, than that b-tch slide out
continue that procedure till them pu-sy’s dried out
imma east side gangsta, i aint never been a busta
nina is a cold black b-tch but i trust her
i dont need a psychic to tell me i’m a hustla
cuz b-tch, im all about my paper, like usher

(Chorus)

(Yung Joc)
I know chris, decepticon
clips transform ya
leave niggas, ghost activity, paranormal
for my piece of the pie, ha-ha-ha digorno
bullets burn, make em dance, disco inferno

(Lil Wayne)
Back to the subject, ill kill ya in a heart beat
i put bullet hole in everything, except the car seat
young money b-tch, i shoot one gun and switch
when the cops came the body still twitched (still twitched)

(Yung Joc)
Keep thuggin, you cute, you just floatin with death
thats a straight suicide, don’t bury yourself
scared but can’t run, thats the stall factor
and if that automatic rap i bet they all scatter
haiti eartquake ‘em, make they wall shatter
penetrate (?) splatter they gallbladders

(Chorus)


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