55 lyrics for "Drop (yeah)"

Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la la (ah-ha) Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say (hey baby) Yeah you can shake some more, make me wanna say (hey baby) If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go (la la la la) Ooh you got it, 'cause you
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Back it up for me, back it, back it up for me Oh woah, woah woah You don't get to see my face, just drop it down You don't get to see my face, just pop it down, pop it down Ooh, yeah yeahyeah yeahyeah UTU, FÈRINA! Girl I'm wavy
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I didn't see no speedbump (stop playin', yo, ayy) I T'd off (hit it, yeah) Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey) They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off) They ticked off (my bad, woo) We T'd up (T'd up, no) I T'd up (woo, woo) I'm T'd up
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I put the drop on you kid, now I got you You got the heart to get busy without your crew? Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do You buckin' me, I'm buckin' right back at you Now, '94 to '95, innocent without crime (Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, check
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'Cause I'm the queen of the night The queen of the night Oh yeahyeah, oh yeahyeah, oh yeahyeah I've got the stuff that you want I've got the thing that you need I've got more than enough To make you drop to your knees Don't make no difference if I'm wrong or I'm
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La la la la la Baby I'm a dog (I'm a dog), beware (beware) I'll do whatever, however I want (I want) So yippie yah (yippie yah)oh yeahyeah (oh yeahyeah) Now put your hands in the air and whip your hair and go Boom shakalaka when I drop all of my apples, say
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Yeah, yeah, yeah Will it take my death to see To see my destiny? They say I live in a fantasy I'm just lit off Hennessy, huh Yuh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah Baby kneel beneath me and bow to me Pulled up, drop top with speed Talk down I’ll pop the heat
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If I were your woman I were your woman If I was your woman Here's what I'd do I'd never, never, no, no, no stop loving you Drop it on me YeahYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let's do it like this, uh
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I might just paint the Bentley mustard (skrr) I got rich, that's on my mother (yeah) Say she love you, still can't trust her (what, yeah, yeah) Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it (skrrt) But my frames, they Dior, I can't see, baby (I can't
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