Ray Jr. - Sloppy lyrics

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Ray Jr. - Sloppy lyrics

[Intro: Ray Jr.] Sloppy, sloppy, I'm leavin' here sloppy Sloppy, sloppy, I'm leavin' here sloppy Sloppy, sloppy, I'm leavin' here sloppy Came to the club sober, but I'm leavin' here sloppy [Hook: Ray Jr.] Sippin'- sippin' on rossi chillin' with my posse Came to the club sober, but I'm leavin' here sloppy Sloppy, sloppy, I'm leavin' here sloppy Came to the club sober, but I'm leavin' here sloppy [Verse 1: Ray Jr.] Uh, sippin' on rossi, chillin with my posse Kela Mule got me so I'm leaving here sloppy Put up in the mazzy, me chasing L.A b**hes screaming cause im back from L.A Fly as a pilot, roll a kush and I light up Now I'm back with money, I know them haters don't like it Ho, you getting that money and you're reppin the streets Then put your hands in the air like you shooting a three And my ice chillen, call it twenty below The kids swag to the ceiling, you must be stuck to the floor Two gallons of rossi and the stick in the kush Got my eyes lookin' low like I'm reading a book [Hook] [Verse 2: Ray Jr.] I'm leaving here sloppy, I ain't driving, I'm riding with you Girls best be ménage, you wetter than a fire hydrant Show you that new swag, say hi to it I'm on a whole other level, you gotta fly to it A n***a just might hate, but his chick loves it Yeah my lifes a movie, but ain't a strip of it Another sip of that sangaria Lil mama look tasty, I might eat her Sexy in my tank top, I call it wife beater Cause she married with two kids you little cheater She don't want no more kids She just want to see, so I just shoot her in the face like she's playing D [Hook] [Verse 3: Ducky Smallz] Drinkin all this rossi you would think I know Carlo Purple stains, purple labels in my f**ing car ho King of this Rossi sh**, check my f**in' bio Started on the clair then I swagged out Ohio Red Solo cup's full, I don't f** with styro This is Rossi Mafia I put that on my life, yo catch us on the block Bowlin balls and some b**hes Foreign cars hood starts That's the life we live in That all you n***as trippin And all your b**hs wishing that they was right here sippin See me I kept it pimping Jordans since I was denim authentic no pretending I'll buy the sh** I'm k**ing all them n***a we winning [Hook]