Real Boston Richey - Certified Dripper lyrics

Oh, uh
Ddot cold as a motherfucker out there
Ou, uh

Bad bitch getter
(Whoosh) , real rich nigga (O oh)
Hellcat whipper (M-m-m)
Certified dripper
Exotic bitch she come from overseas
I'm sexin' her
I bag her, I'm in my bag
I'm pickin' cash up
A nigga play
I shoot a movie just like Pamela
And if she stay down with me
We might cherish her

I'm whackin' her, bitch get out of line
You know I'm smackin' her
She know I ain't toleratin'
All that actin' up
Can't do nothin' but pray on losin'
Faith when it come to love
Young nigga, I stay down
I'm gettin' big bucks
Rich nigga changed up, now he glitzed up
Got a bag, put up main bitch tough
And you can't name nobody in the
City who came and bitched us
And you can't name nayn nigga
That ever dissed us
And now we tryna play it cool, but
It still don't fix nothin'
I'm goin' to school
Breakin' the rules with that stick tucked
I play it cool, but can't
Believe these niggas bitched up
These niggas bitched up
Rich nigga, niggas transgenders
Can't deal with 'em
Remember chasin' five figures, now
I got six figures
Real member, really pulled triggers
Really killed niggas
Askin' for some money, so, I gave it
Certified giver
We been pushin' P before it dropped, nigga
This real pimpin'
Rather get caught with it than without, but
This ain't Scottie Pippen
Off a lot of syrup, but
This a lot of drug dealin'
Doin' bad to make it right
They tryna turn me to a villain

Bad bitch getter
(Whoosh) , real rich nigga (O oh)
Hellcat whipper (M-m-m)
Certified dripper
Exotic bitch she come from overseas
I'm sexin' her
I bag her, I'm in my bag
I'm pickin' cash up
A nigga play
I shoot a movie just like Pamela
And if she stay down with me
We might cherish her

Get yo' carats up, nigga
And where I grew is rough, be realer
Diamond in the rough, but
Now you know my diamonds bust
Section 8, project baby
I grew up fuckin' sluts
I never paid attention to the hate
I'm outtin' a nun
I'm steady chasin' corns, run it up
No Tempal run
Bitch, you gon' get these ones, pussy ho
You gotta shake it
Make it storm, weatherman
You gon' have to rake it
A-All these diamonds right down on my arm
She gon' come through naked
Servin' what I put up on my charm
They gon' have to rate it
Seven Superbowl rings on like I'm Tom Brady
Know she gotta keep a thong on
If she gon' be my lady
I be tryna put that tongue on her, but
She actin' crazy
Had to go and rent a
Lawnmower like she Beyoncé
Say that I can hit it if
I bring her home a B.O.A
Havin' double digit's but replacin'
Big ole 308s