Ykeedo - Drippin' on My Mind (feat. MG & Emory Jr.)

Aw yeah
It’s Emory Jr
Yeah
Ya know I keep a bag
Woke up this morning
With pimpin on my mind
Drippin on my mind
Sippin on my mind
I’m just livin life
I pull up on a scene
I’m in somethin clean
A fine tune machine
Something you ain’t never seen (Never seen it)
Don’t even ask how much it cost because you can’t afford it
Ay this a foreign I had that shit imported
Ay bitches get to talkin when I walk in
These niggas get to stalkin when I walk in (When I walk in)
So I gave my main a signal started coughing
I had to flip the switch on em he off’d em (Ay cut em off)
I’m a different nigga on that brown tho (I’m on dat D’Usse)
I’m finna clown I gotta whole different sound tho (yeah)
I buss a bad bitch down from outta town tho (She from Houston)
But as soon as her funds low she gotta go
I gotta city girl wit me no she not my main (Not my main)
I keep a couple dimes with me yeah that’s spare change
Steady drippin leave a stain yeah that’s Balmain (Designer)
My cousins throwing powder in the west Lebron James
Them niggas blessed gettin money so I’m saying less
All I ask they tote a stick and strap a vest
Because I hate to bench a nigga tryna flex it won’t workout (It won’t workout)
I’m a put that iron to his chest it’s a workout
1911 but I’m not a Que (I’m not a Que)
I fuck wit the MAB and I got ties yeah I throw the Blu (GOMAB)
And I’m drippin heavy sauce yeah that’s barbecue
And I just spent half a bag on some damn shoes
You gone make the news if out family’s feud Steve Harvey
I don’t talk I just step back and shoot James Harden
It’s been a minute since I picked up the pen and Im starving
Got dammit YK look what you started
Woke up this morning (Ohhh)
With pimpin on my mind
Drippin on my mind
Sippin on my mind
I’m just livin life (Yeah)
Woke up this morning (Woke up this morning)
With pimpin on my mind
Sippin on my mind
Drippin on my mind
I’m just livin life
Hop up out the bed (What you do) cut my sauce on
Used to have the Lincoln wit da rims and da car phone
Body in my bed but I got luh baby mind gone
Make ha sell pussy she ain’t even gotta bar code (Damn)
And ya know I’m lit (Lit) like some damn charcoal
Niggas want smoke (Whaaa) they must be talkin Marlboro
Bankroll on me YKeedo Wells Fargo
Drinkin Color Purple you can call a nigga Harpo
Meant what I said I ain’t never had a typo
Can’t drive me baby ya better get Geico
When it come to drip you know a nigga All State (In good hands)
And I pledge sauce I ain’t have a probate
That was back in 08’
Sit back and don’t hate
Diamonds in my mouf Ion brush wit Colgate (Nah)
Drippin on my mind so you know a nigga splash
Send it thru the app or you can pay a nigga cash
Can’t pay for that pussy and the dick ain’t free (Uh uh)
YKEEDO baby P I M P
All this drip on me and I’m so icy
Yeah niggas might drip but not like me
Had to tell luh baby chill (Chill, chill) cuz she to feisty
Only time I trip when I site see
Got money on mind (Yeah)
Flavor in my veins (Whoa)
That ain’t nothing new baby that’s just YK (YKeedo)
Woke up this morning (Ohhhh)
With pimpin on my mind
Drippin on my mind
Sippin on my mind
I’m just livin life
Woke up this morning (Woke up this morning)
With pimpin on my mind
Sippin on my mind
Drippin on my mind
I’m just livin life (Yeah)
Woke up this morning (Ohhh)
With pimpin on my mind
Sippin on my mind
Drippin on my mind
I’m just livin life (Yeah)

Written by:
Emory Pace, Joshua Epting, Marvin Greene

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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