Drake - Young-Tripp lyrics

[Intro: Crowd] Tripp(4x) [Hook: Drake] Tripp(4x) [Hook: Young-Tripp] D*** y'all trippin Repeat(1x) [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] He uh bad a** motherf***er They call'em Tripp He ain't no s**er In da club laid back take uh sip We walk in and it be like boom So many b**hes, so munch cash Scoot it over ain't enough room Tunechi, drizzy, and Tripp in the buildin Recognize cause we straight k**in [Hook] [Verse 2: Drake] n***a so smart call him a genius Got his own brand personal seamstress Kid might be young But he carries a licensed water gun Now we on da run Gold plates press down got about ton We the richest motherf***ers alive Three different cars now watch us drive [Hook] [Intro: now it time for the man of the hour Yong-Tripp] [Verse 3: Young-Tripp] n***a was up I be that bad bad Leroy Brown Come da take over this town Haters think they got me down Man they F**kin clowns I swag hard like shaggy and scooby Ya bra this the true me Tell them motherf**kers I'm reppin hard in my black and red caddy Ima pimp pro fourteen already got girls calling me daddy They treat me like Ima biggie cause day calling me big poppa Pull up on my lot and y'all see my choppa Now Ima on my Rick Ross Tell them b**chs Ima youngest boss Want hook up call (803)-837-2767 Cause you look like an angel that fell from heaven Gotta break it out storm trooper Girl scream get it in roger that Sergent cooper She on the big screen Red, black, yellow, green I just made a blooper On the beach meeting all the pretty hula hoopers Roll up girl think I'm wiz khalifa Only I don't smoke reefa I smoke weed It's what need F**kin around with 20yr old b**chs making my life day view Say shawty what it do Tell them girls Ima rock your world Might even make it twirl Now me, tunechi, and drizzy got roll Hanging with announcer Michael Cole Gottem looking at my bling Bought ha an iced out ring Cause diamonds so fresh Tell ha by the time Ima done you gone look uh mess [Outro: Young-Tripp] Deuces B**chs