Eminem, Offset, Tyga, Metro Boomin - "Ric Flair Drip x Dubai Drip" Remix [OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO]

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  • Published on:  1/24/2018
  • Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitchARTIST - Eminem, Offset, Tyga, Metro Boomin, Nitin RandhawaOfficial Mashup By Nitin RandhawaOfficial Music VideoContact - nrandhawa.nr@gmail.comInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/nitin_randh...-----------------------------------------------------------LYRICS[Intro]Dubai drip on my DubaiShe got a wobbly wobbly wopShe got a wobbly wobbly wopSaharaMetro Boomin want some more, nigga[Chorus: Offset]Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah (bust it)Slide on the water like a jet-ski, yeah (woo, slide)I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah (hey)Chopper with the scope so do not test me, (drrt) yeah (drrt)Ric Flair drip, go "woo" on a bitch (woo)Fifty-seven ninety, split the coupe on my wrist (ice)Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits (ay)Hop up in the Lamb and drop the roof, show the tits (skrt)[Verse 1: Offset]Poppin' but you really not gon' shoot (pop)Ninety pointers down my diamonds look like hula hoops (ninety)Hopping in my Bentayga and her seat is a masseuse (hey)Balenciaga, check my posture, Valentino boots (oo-oo)It's the Boominati way, a lotta Lambs, a lotta Wraiths (Boominati)Never hesitate to give a nigga yellow tape (grrt)And worry 'bout the bag 'cause the cash accumulate (bags)Soon as we came in the game, all these niggas they imitate it (hey)Put my mind on it then I put my grind on it (grind)Put the iron on it if a nigga my opponent (iron)My car five-hundred and I don't put no miles on it (hoe)I was runnin' 'round homie, with five-hundred thou' on me (hoe)[Chorus: Offset][Verse 1]Dubai drip on my Dubai shitIn-mashallah marshmallows on my wristBlue gatti on the stripOn sight bitch get inBillionaire clubGot some billion dollar friendsT-sticky I get tricky, with mathematics69 told the bitch throw the ass backwardsLil Pump take your lip like asthmaticsSnow bunny see the hole fuck a jack rabbitPat paddick paddick playing patek addictHair long afro KaepernickBillie Jean, the kid mine can't, call itIf I take another shot I'll be alcoholicSick tonicThrow it up dissect all thisKnow someSecret shit that'll end all thisBut that's off topicYour old shit can't top itYour new shit, washerToo many diamonds on can't mosh pitNone of my diamonds treatedDiamonds all anemicWho's this car behind me?Gotta take the scenicEven though we don't speak much these daysIt's still young money til the day i'm crematedShit brazyOops I mean this shit crazyI done done a lot shit for niggas who was lazyFuck you pay meGuess it's business baby[Refrain]Okay I get so busy yeahHoes get so dizzy yeahTried to let her goBut the hoe like a frisbee uhWhat you know about a milli on the schedule?Everyday I flex it's hard to keep my schedule flexible[Verse 2]Got a milli on my scheduleSend five to the city on my schedulePretty bitch ass and titties on my scheduleSwitch up, that's some shit that I would never doI'm never gon' change, yeahI'm never gon' changeThey call me King Gold Chains, yeahI need my gold chains, yeahI need my gold rings, yeahI hear my phone ring(Yeah I hear my phone ring)But I'm too busyGot a milli on the scheduleYou just put a quarter in, shit i'm on level twoFucking up the game, aye, shit is getting sexualShe want to put a real nigga on the scheduleHigh on the pussy that's an edibleHardcore T-raw ain't nothing editedMoney on the seesaw both sides levitateWhat's on your schedule?(Hella' hate, hella' hate)Battery pack boy you're(Hella' fake, hella' fake)All this cake it's time to celebrateTel em' wait (Hold up)I gotta check my scheduleAll I do is work you can check my resume[Refrain]Okay I get so busy yeahHoes get so dizzy yeahTried to let her goBut the hoe like a frisbee uhWhat you know about a milli on the schedule?[Intro: 50 Cent]Hey Em, you know you're my favorite white boy, right?[Verse 2: Eminem]They think they're crazy, but they ain't crazyLet's face it, shit, basicallyThey're just playin' sick, they ain't shitThey ain't sayin' shit — spray 'em, 50!A to the K, get in the way I'll bring Dre and them with meAnd turn this day into fuckin' mayhem, you stayin' with me?Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryna confuse youWhen I let loose with this UziAnd just shoot through your IsuzuYou get the message? Am I gettin' through to you?You know what's comin'?You motherfuckers don't even know, do you?Take some Big and some Pac and you mix 'em up in a potSprinkle a little Big L on top, what the fuck do you got?You got the realest and illest killers tied up in a knotThe juggernauts of this rap shit, like it or notIt's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spotYou put your life in this, nothin' like survivin' a shotY'all know what time it is, soo...
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