Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Drippin' it down, nickname MK
Michael Kors baby, its speak in my lang
Throwin' shots, she bussin' that thang
Ridin' my high, go to tha the paint
F*ckin' these bitches, shoot em all with range
An all my niggas stayin down with me
Slide and ski, my dawgs for days
Don't put us togetha', we bussin' they brains
Niggas be fake, bitches be lame
Told all them folks, I'm movin' on main
None of them niggas can drip when it rains
My necklace so heavy, my wrist is a pain
Bitches be cappin', niggas get banged
My dog bout that action, he slidin fo' gang
Ain't none of you niggas really bout your slang
Y'all niggas be funny, talkin' a putrid thang
Can't sleep through the night, she barin' her fangs
I took her took on trips, we out onna plane
Her pussy it drip, it taste like a tang
Y'all niggas ain't me and your bitch wanna hang
You wanna be fly, go look up my name
You wanna get high, well stop smokin' games
You wanna be nine, but dress like an eight
She givin' me top while spellin' her name
I'm drippin' in purple, got lean in the seal
She poppin' a perky, went hard on the reel
Your bitch be so flirty, she suck on my steel
She wanna get dirty, road ATV rails
I'm kickin' much flavor, I'm runnin' the field
My main bitch got titles, no video clips
Yo main bitch got bodies on body built
Ain't talkin' bout shootin', I'm talkin' bout films
Niggas be stuntin', lookin' like lame
We don't be stuntin', we do our own thing
Bitches be lovin' the way that we slang
Like back and forth, wittaside to side slang
They hate that we step, they hate that we kings
Man f*ck it, oh well, go sing to your main
And tell your lil' bitch take care of her pain
He bein' too envious, hate on my gang
All of my bitches, they hate when I flip
Pimpin' em all with a talk and a sip
Sippin' on quila, it got me so stiff
Flip me some turkeys, they made me a grip
Yo bitch kept on callin', she wanted a pimp
I'll dive in that pussy, then give her the drill
She toxic as f*ck, went demon an shit
She went through your stash, and spent all your rent
KOOL 9 - Intro Flow Lyrics
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Drippin' it down, nickname MK
Michael Kors baby, its speak in my lang
Throwin' shots, she bussin' that thang
Ridin' my high, go to tha the paint
F*ckin' these bitches, shoot em all with range
An all my niggas stayin down with me
Slide and ski, my dawgs for days
Don't put us togetha', we bussin' they brains
Niggas be fake, bitches be lame
Told all them folks, I'm movin' on main
None of them niggas can drip when it rains
My necklace so heavy, my wrist is a pain
Bitches be cappin', niggas get banged
My dog bout that action, he slidin fo' gang
Ain't none of you niggas really bout your slang
Y'all niggas be funny, talkin' a putrid thang
Can't sleep through the night, she barin' her fangs
I took her took on trips, we out onna plane
Her pussy it drip, it taste like a tang
Y'all niggas ain't me and your bitch wanna hang
You wanna be fly, go look up my name
You wanna get high, well stop smokin' games
You wanna be nine, but dress like an eight
She givin' me top while spellin' her name
I'm drippin' in purple, got lean in the seal
She poppin' a perky, went hard on the reel
Your bitch be so flirty, she suck on my steel
She wanna get dirty, road ATV rails
I'm kickin' much flavor, I'm runnin' the field
My main bitch got titles, no video clips
Yo main bitch got bodies on body built
Ain't talkin' bout shootin', I'm talkin' bout films
Niggas be stuntin', lookin' like lame
We don't be stuntin', we do our own thing
Bitches be lovin' the way that we slang
Like back and forth, wittaside to side slang
They hate that we step, they hate that we kings
Man f*ck it, oh well, go sing to your main
And tell your lil' bitch take care of her pain
He bein' too envious, hate on my gang
All of my bitches, they hate when I flip
Pimpin' em all with a talk and a sip
Sippin' on quila, it got me so stiff
Flip me some turkeys, they made me a grip
Yo bitch kept on callin', she wanted a pimp
I'll dive in that pussy, then give her the drill
She toxic as f*ck, went demon an shit
She went through your stash, and spent all your rent
Drippin' it down, nickname MK
Michael Kors baby, its speak in my lang
Throwin' shots, she bussin' that thang
Ridin' my high, go to tha the paint
F*ckin' these bitches, shoot em all with range
An all my niggas stayin down with me
Slide and ski, my dawgs for days
Don't put us togetha', we bussin' they brains
Niggas be fake, bitches be lame
Told all them folks, I'm movin' on main
None of them niggas can drip when it rains
My necklace so heavy, my wrist is a pain
Bitches be cappin', niggas get banged
My dog bout that action, he slidin fo' gang
Ain't none of you niggas really bout your slang
Y'all niggas be funny, talkin' a putrid thang
Can't sleep through the night, she barin' her fangs
I took her took on trips, we out onna plane
Her pussy it drip, it taste like a tang
Y'all niggas ain't me and your bitch wanna hang
You wanna be fly, go look up my name
You wanna get high, well stop smokin' games
You wanna be nine, but dress like an eight
She givin' me top while spellin' her name
I'm drippin' in purple, got lean in the seal
She poppin' a perky, went hard on the reel
Your bitch be so flirty, she suck on my steel
She wanna get dirty, road ATV rails
I'm kickin' much flavor, I'm runnin' the field
My main bitch got titles, no video clips
Yo main bitch got bodies on body built
Ain't talkin' bout shootin', I'm talkin' bout films
Niggas be stuntin', lookin' like lame
We don't be stuntin', we do our own thing
Bitches be lovin' the way that we slang
Like back and forth, wittaside to side slang
They hate that we step, they hate that we kings
Man f*ck it, oh well, go sing to your main
And tell your lil' bitch take care of her pain
He bein' too envious, hate on my gang
All of my bitches, they hate when I flip
Pimpin' em all with a talk and a sip
Sippin' on quila, it got me so stiff
Flip me some turkeys, they made me a grip
Yo bitch kept on callin', she wanted a pimp
I'll dive in that pussy, then give her the drill
She toxic as f*ck, went demon an shit
She went through your stash, and spent all your rent
Writer: Reginald Hanks II
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid