Bizzy - Drop it (feat.King Ricky & John Riddle)

Music: John Riddle Mix: Dario Giuffrida @ FmRecords Master: Chris Gehringer @ SterlingSound www.JustBizzy.com www.JohnRiddleMusic.com Lyrics: Verse We be dropping in the club like Boom! I`m like a smoke bomb filling out the room Bartender! two rums with coke Shit`s about to blow up yeah! you know we dope! Them girls be throwing up their hands when I step on stage They love me from the bar-girl to the ladies in the cage I love the way you shake it, the way you drop it to the floor The way you`re screaming `till your lungs get sore I told you money talks funny, money makes money My life's like a song, sing along honey! Great minds fuck each other, cause they think alike That's why when you're around them boys be like Pre-hook ooooh ooooh We gon`a light this place up, liquor fuck your face off ooooh ooooh This is a stick up, so put your muther`fucking hands up! Hook Now drop it !! drop it !! This is a stick up, hands up! drop it! yoo!! drop it !! drop it !! This is a stick up, hands up! drop it! Yoo! Drop it! Drop it! Drop it! Yo Dj make that shit drop! Pop it! pop it! pop it! All the girls them! Drop it! drop it! drop it! drop it! drop it! drop it! All the Girls them! Verse She's watching me, mami come closer! Bizzy goes all, dude I know her, I saw before, she's a freak She comes here every week with her clique Her moves, so sick, Tequila like lick- lick! Yeah! it`s on, the mic, the vibe Aight! we gon`a light up the club! Someone tell the Dj to pump up the Sub And roll up some bud, we be high as Fuck! ooooh! Now take it home bro, make it bounce After party at the house, no effect, no cause We`re having fun, without button for pause... what!? © All Rights Reserved