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Breeshstyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Drippyk3x
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Drippyk3x, Drippy K




Drippyk3x - Breeshstyle Lyrics
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If a nigga actin' tough then we gon' shoot it like the Rockets
Pull up on ya shawty, now I really gotta pop it
Plus my ex keep callin', girl you really needa stop it
Deuce deuce tucked, you know I keep it in my pocket
All these niggas always hatin', bitches out her talkin' reckless
I be makin' all this money, Ion really even stress shit
Jaccin' R.I.P. TaJ, we stay posted on the block
We bussin' at the opps until we see a body drop
I'm jaccin' all ya niggas K bro , I ain't even talkin' shit
All ya niggas pussy, ya can blow the f*ckin' grip
Made me pull up on you dolo so I dumped the whole clip
But I had Chino in the cut you know he ready for the shits
Got ya girl on the pole and she shakin' that ass
We got the papers and the toe, that shit is wrapped around gas
Yeah I'm swervin' through lanes, a nigga doin' the dash
Just tryna' get the bag so Ima keep on this path
I'm wit' a big booty bitch you know she rollin' my gas
Louis hold the Truey up, bitch you know I keep the tooly tucked
Run it up, f*ck it up, rollin' papers touch no dutch
F*cked ya bitch, give no f*cks, she givin' head for the bucks
Shmoney Esco, nah it's Shmoney to this dick
Countin' all this shmoney, shout out Jimmy for the drip
Never broke again nigga, I'm too busy gettin' rich
If there's an issue lil nigga, tell ya bitch to hold the grip
I ain't playin' games, I ain't namin' names, but I'm endin' ya
Silly lil rap niggas, I cannot be friends wit' ya
At one time I was broke but now I'm wearin' Fendi
Got her twerkin' on my dick, you know her legs is really bendy
Yeah she twerkin' on my dick, you know her legs is really bendy
I just left up out of Gucci, prolly boutta cop some Fendi
You on't ever catch me lackin' 'cause I always stay with plenty
We ain't sippin' on the shit it if it ain't Taylor or the Henny
No we ain't sippin' on the shit it if it ain't Taylor or the Henny
Next day I was f*ckin' faded, a nigga woke up feelin' deady
But I got up, brushed my teeth, a nigga started gettin' ready
Thankin' god he woke me up to lemme' see another day
Only money on my mind so Ion got no time to waste
If you ain't talkin' boutta check then get the f*ck up out my face
We can f*ck but we can't cuff 'cause I ain't catchin' on no case
So you can't be my lil vibe so bitch you better know ya place
No you can't be my lil vibe so bitch you better know ya place
They needa free my son TayK, that nigga boutta beat the case
Bitch just slurp'd me like a meal, I left my kids all on her face
Now she lookin' at me nasty, watched her lick it off her face
Got ya bitch on my line tryna' smash like a car crash
I f*cked then I dipped, my new name Dash or Tha' Flash ya
My new name dash or tha' flash ya, my new name Dash or Tha' Flash
If a nigga actin' tough then we gon' shoot it like the Rockets
Pull up on ya shawty now I really gotta pop it
Plus my ex keep callin', girl you really needa stop it
Deuce deuce tucked, you know I keep it in my pocket
Bitch stop callin' my phone, I'm ignorin' your calls
You be tryna' fight and argue, girl I'm through with it all
Only money on my mind so bitch I'm tryna' just ball
And they can't wait to see me down, I swea I'm never gon' fall
And we got Drippy in the booth and yeah we gettin' it on
She puts you all up in ya bag when she be playin' my songs
But I can't stress none of you niggas 'cause I'm claimin' the throne
I'm boutta book a flight to Paris then I'm hittin' up Rome
All my friends are f*ckin' dead, I keep them niggas in my pocket
Hit up Chase or BOA, told Fatboy go make the deposit
All these niggas is my sons, they wanna be like Drip
They want my bitch, they want my swag
But nigga suck my dick
Ya can never be like me, You'll never be like drip
Cause I'm a one of one baby, got that 3x drip
I got this gun on my hip, and Ima let that shit hit
You know when Drippy get to sprayin', all these niggas gon' dip
And if a nigga actin' tough then we gon' shoot it like the Rockets
Pull up on ya shawty now I really gotta pop it
Plus my ex keep callin' girl you really needa stop it
Deuce deuce tucked, you know I keep it in my pocket
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If a nigga actin' tough then we gon' shoot it like the Rockets
Pull up on ya shawty, now I really gotta pop it
Plus my ex keep callin', girl you really needa stop it
Deuce deuce tucked, you know I keep it in my pocket
All these niggas always hatin', bitches out her talkin' reckless
I be makin' all this money, Ion really even stress shit
Jaccin' R.I.P. TaJ, we stay posted on the block
We bussin' at the opps until we see a body drop
I'm jaccin' all ya niggas K bro , I ain't even talkin' shit
All ya niggas pussy, ya can blow the f*ckin' grip
Made me pull up on you dolo so I dumped the whole clip
But I had Chino in the cut you know he ready for the shits
Got ya girl on the pole and she shakin' that ass
We got the papers and the toe, that shit is wrapped around gas
Yeah I'm swervin' through lanes, a nigga doin' the dash
Just tryna' get the bag so Ima keep on this path
I'm wit' a big booty bitch you know she rollin' my gas
Louis hold the Truey up, bitch you know I keep the tooly tucked
Run it up, f*ck it up, rollin' papers touch no dutch
F*cked ya bitch, give no f*cks, she givin' head for the bucks
Shmoney Esco, nah it's Shmoney to this dick
Countin' all this shmoney, shout out Jimmy for the drip
Never broke again nigga, I'm too busy gettin' rich
If there's an issue lil nigga, tell ya bitch to hold the grip
I ain't playin' games, I ain't namin' names, but I'm endin' ya
Silly lil rap niggas, I cannot be friends wit' ya
At one time I was broke but now I'm wearin' Fendi
Got her twerkin' on my dick, you know her legs is really bendy
Yeah she twerkin' on my dick, you know her legs is really bendy
I just left up out of Gucci, prolly boutta cop some Fendi
You on't ever catch me lackin' 'cause I always stay with plenty
We ain't sippin' on the shit it if it ain't Taylor or the Henny
No we ain't sippin' on the shit it if it ain't Taylor or the Henny
Next day I was f*ckin' faded, a nigga woke up feelin' deady
But I got up, brushed my teeth, a nigga started gettin' ready
Thankin' god he woke me up to lemme' see another day
Only money on my mind so Ion got no time to waste
If you ain't talkin' boutta check then get the f*ck up out my face
We can f*ck but we can't cuff 'cause I ain't catchin' on no case
So you can't be my lil vibe so bitch you better know ya place
No you can't be my lil vibe so bitch you better know ya place
They needa free my son TayK, that nigga boutta beat the case
Bitch just slurp'd me like a meal, I left my kids all on her face
Now she lookin' at me nasty, watched her lick it off her face
Got ya bitch on my line tryna' smash like a car crash
I f*cked then I dipped, my new name Dash or Tha' Flash ya
My new name dash or tha' flash ya, my new name Dash or Tha' Flash
If a nigga actin' tough then we gon' shoot it like the Rockets
Pull up on ya shawty now I really gotta pop it
Plus my ex keep callin', girl you really needa stop it
Deuce deuce tucked, you know I keep it in my pocket
Bitch stop callin' my phone, I'm ignorin' your calls
You be tryna' fight and argue, girl I'm through with it all
Only money on my mind so bitch I'm tryna' just ball
And they can't wait to see me down, I swea I'm never gon' fall
And we got Drippy in the booth and yeah we gettin' it on
She puts you all up in ya bag when she be playin' my songs
But I can't stress none of you niggas 'cause I'm claimin' the throne
I'm boutta book a flight to Paris then I'm hittin' up Rome
All my friends are f*ckin' dead, I keep them niggas in my pocket
Hit up Chase or BOA, told Fatboy go make the deposit
All these niggas is my sons, they wanna be like Drip
They want my bitch, they want my swag
But nigga suck my dick
Ya can never be like me, You'll never be like drip
Cause I'm a one of one baby, got that 3x drip
I got this gun on my hip, and Ima let that shit hit
You know when Drippy get to sprayin', all these niggas gon' dip
And if a nigga actin' tough then we gon' shoot it like the Rockets
Pull up on ya shawty now I really gotta pop it
Plus my ex keep callin' girl you really needa stop it
Deuce deuce tucked, you know I keep it in my pocket
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Writer: Drippyk3x, Drippy K
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