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Drop That Sh*t - Chip Tha Ripper
Chip Tha Rip Ray Cash
Smoke something
I said Im chillin
Sittin on about a quarter million
All my n***as
All my guns
All my women
Im trippin
Im sittin
Im workin in the kitchen
100 pounds to the ceiling
Bought an AK and a clip hold a million
Damn I mean a billion
When you smell the loud in the place
You know we in the buildin
Chip said f**k n***as
And f**k how they feeling
F**k keepin it a hunna
I keep it trillion
Drop that sh*t b**ch
Hands high
Drop that sh*t b**ch
She got that a**
Damn drop that sh*t b**ch
Yeah drop that drop that sh*t b**ch
To the floor b**ch
Yeah my death is worth 100 racks
Where them bad b**ches at
Drop that a** and run it back
She onstage goin HAM like she hope I see her
Where they do that at
Sh*t right over here
Haters gimme cold mugs like dentine
But nevertheless the 40 cal up in these slim jeans
You n***as hoes
We dont owe you nada
You n***as mad I push out something cold for the summer
She chose me that means she dont think she too cute
Do what you want
Dont wait for what you want to do you
Now its some ladies over here and some women over there
Theres some hoes in this house bad b**ches everywhere
Drop that sh*t b**ch
Hands high
Drop that sh*t b**ch
She got that a**
Damn drop that sh*t b**ch
Yeah drop that drop that sh*t b**ch
To the floor b**ch
