Droppin’ No Dime lyrics

Damn, Dior
We all got it turned
Hey
They feel what the f*ck?
She won't go on the date
I came from the jungle
I came from the tree
What?
It just wasn't hard
Yeah, I feel like a coach
I tell a b*tch what to do
And who gonna start?
No, we don't stop it
Red light
We run a red light
You f*ck by no law
Give me that pus*y up like a boxer
Got a b*tch, give me
All right, well, slides
I'm tired

Then we get a drop
They see me?
The down on me
Slide in
I'm a running sh*t up to my timing
All right, knock me a check off around me
She won't do what I say
I ain't Simon
Couple of days off a placе
I ain't lying
I got rich saying thing about dropping no down my b*tch
She sucked my di*k off my rules, off of my rhymеs
If I ever say I got some skills
I'm talking about the pound and talk a bit
Mary and Jane, know your big dog getting put down
Yeah, I will be back then
But I feel like I'm super late right now
Anybody watch, n*gga?
No, they got sticky fingers and they real quiet, like a mouse
Yes, I will
Solid like a backbone
And he n*gga creaky like he scoliosis
Take apart a brick hotel bone
Yeah, I'll beat that pus*y out, friend
Now she got to go see a f*cking nurse
Yeah, n*gga, it's another pill

But I hope my sh*t look like starburst
Yes, Hit them all up in the chest
Ain't no need for no heart, sir
So many b*tches in the room
Beverly
I'll be mom first
Yeah
Packets on a sumo wrestler
And this sh*t is hard
Shot, shot, shot
Yeah
My shooters, they came from the jungle
I came from the tree
What?
It just wasn't hard
sh*t, I feel like a coach
I tell a b*tch what to do and who gonna start now?
We don't stop it
Red light
We run a red light
No f*ck by no law
Give me that pus*y up like a boxer
Got a b*tch?
Give me
All right, well, slides
I'm tired
Then we get a drop
They see me?
The down on me
Slide in
I'm a running sh*t up to my timing
All right, knock me a check off around me
She won't do what I say
I ain't Simon
Couple of days off a place
I ain't lying
I got rich saying thing about dropping no dime

I came from the jungle
I came from the tree
What?
It just wasn't hard
sh*t, I feel like a coach
I tell a b*tch what to do and who gonna start now?
We don't stop it
Red light
We run a red light
No f*ck by no law
Give me that pus*y up like a boxer
Got a b*tch, give me all those rock slides
I'm tired
Then we get a drop
They see me?
The down on me
Slide in
I'm a running sh*t up to my timing
All right, knock me a check off around me
She won't do what I say
Ain't Simon
Couple of days off a place
I ain't lying
I got rich saying thing about dropping no dime