Certified Dripper Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, uh
Ddot cold as a motherf*cker, on God
Ou, uh

[Chorus]
Bad bitch getter (Whoosh), real rich nigga (Ooh)
Hellcat whipper (Mmm)
Certified dripper
Exotic bitch she come from overseas, I'm sexin' her
I bag her, I'm in my bag, I'm pickin' cash up
A nigga play, I'm shooting a movie just like Pamela
And if she stay down with me, well I ain't cherish her
[Verse 1]
I'm whackin' her, bitch get out of line, you know I'm smackin' her
She know I ain't toleratin' all that actin' up
Can't do nothin' but pray on losin' faith when it come to love
Young nigga, I'm stayin' down, I'm gettin' big bucks
Rich nigga changed up, now he glitzed up
Got a bag, put up main bitch tough
And you can't name nobody in the city that came and bitched us
And you can't name nan nigga that ever dissed us
And I be tryin' to play it cool, but it still don't fix nothin'
I'm goin' to school, breakin' the rules with that stick tucked
I play it cool, but can't believe these niggas bitched up, these niggas bitched up
Rich nigga, niggas transgenders, can't deal with 'em
Remember chasin' five figures, now I got six figures
Real members, really pulled triggers, really killed niggas
Asked for some money, so I gave it, certified giver
We been pushin' Ps before it dropped, nigga, this real pimpin' Rather get caught with it than without, but this ain't Scottie Pippen
Off a lot of syrup, but this a lot of drug dealin'
Doin' bad to make it right, they tryna turn me to a villain

[Chorus]
Bad bitch getter (Whoosh), real rich nigga (Ooh)
Hellcat whipper (Mmm)
Certified dripper
Exotic bitch she come from overseas, I'm sexin' her
I bag her, I'm in my bag, I'm pickin' cash up
A nigga play, I'm shooting a movie just like Pamela
And if she stay down with me, well I ain't cherish her
[Verse 2]
Get yo' carats up, nigga
And where I grew was rough, be realer
Diamond in the rough, but now you know my diamonds bust
Section 8, project baby, I grew up f*ckin' sluts
I never paid attention to the hate, don't amount to none
I'm steady chasin' coins, run it up, no Temple Run
Bitch, you gon' get these ones, p*ssy ho, you gotta shake it
Make it storm, weatherman, you gon' have to rake it
A-All these diamonds right down on my arm, she gon' come through naked
Servin' what I put up on my charm, they gon' have to rate it
Seven Superbowl rings on like I'm Tom Brady
Know she gotta keep a thong on if she gon' be my lady
I be tryna put that tongue on her, but she actin' crazy
Had to go and rent a lawnmower like she Beyoncé
Say that I can hit it if I bring her home a B.O.A
Havin' double digits but replacin' big ole 308s

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