Vizzi - Drip lyrics

[Hook] (x8) Drip, sweat, all my b**hes wet [Verse 1: Dymez] Yeah! Dymez! Domestic violence, I beat the p**y up Leave the p**y drenched, best believe I lick it up Swimming in the p**y, smack it up, flip it up I got a lifeline if you gon' give it up Virgins, s** fiends, nightmares, wet dreams Girl you better keep up cause Dymez is a s** fiend Eat the p**y on a plate, shorty if you let me Scream my name, scratch me, I think that's kinda s**y Change positions, hit it from the back Whisper in your ear girl, do you like that I drive you insane, going all in ya' A n***a kinda hungry so I'm eating you for dinner [Hook] [Verse 2: Sparkz] Baby girl, twerk it to the floor Like Luda said, "How Low Can You Go?" Shake it real fast then drop it real slow Bounce it back up, gotta shake ya' a** some more Shorty Better Crocker fat, yeah super moist I feel like Hungry Jacker but her milk on point Then she pleasures my P cause I made her feel the rush Call me Love Rance cause I beat the p**y up No SWV but got her weak in the knees She said she love pain so I went Waist Deep I ain't talking Tyrese, I'm talking about me Deep sea diving in her deep blue sea Yeah I'm something of a freak [Hook] [Verse 3: Vizzi] I see you walk away, I'm watching your behind Pull up, pull up, bring it back, come rewind Shorty be that stripper on my pole, just add some more cash Then I make it rain, watch me change the forecast Grinding on your hips, we stay body to body I make her moist, she make sweat, no need for a Molly Whoo!! Her a** is curvy but that twerk game is commanding I'm 5'8, hit her G-Spot, that p**y drip, outstanding Middle finger, move inside her p**y, scream my name & all Alley Oop that money shot, call it Love & Basketball She drop it & split it while shake her a** on her head top But these bandz a make her dance, my gold rod gives her head shots, YAAA!!! [Hook & End]