"Tizzle Drizzle" lyrics

"Tizzle Drizzle"

I'm on a pilly, and yep, I go billy
I tote the chrome milly, pimp dick broads silly
My wrist stay on chilly, my nine be Mac millies
I pimp the hoes really, bitch lick balls silly
It's the tizzle drizzle show (Bitch lick balls silly)
It's the drizzle tizzle show (Bitch lick balls silly)
It's the tizzle drizzle, it's the tizzle drizzle
It's the tizz, it's the tizz, it's the tizz, it's the tizz
It's the tizzle drizzle show (Bitch lick balls silly)
It's the drizzle tizzle show (Bitch lick balls silly)

Come with me, it's VIP, you won't get carded
Homie know I go retarded on the hoes the hardest
I pour some Mo' on the floor for the dearly departed
Put a thizzle in my mouth to get the shit started
Somebody farted? Nope, that's me
I'm over here shittin' on this sucker MC
I'm doo-dooin', boo-booin' - what is you doin'?
I'm shroom chewin', nigga, I done blew blewin'
On a beach where the water is clear
I'm the nigga of the year, spit it in your ear
My boy Tizzle got bars and stripes
He live Nino life like Wesley Snipes
Scraper likes when I yoke it
If it ain't in a Backwood, I don't smoke it
You broke, bitch? Me should never know
You better catch it on the Drizzle Tizzle show

Yo, city to city, we hogs really, really on y'all, really
And boss on these bitches hard, we dickin' broads silly
I'm on a pilly, and yep, I go billy
I tote the chrome milly, pimp dick broads silly
My wrist stay on chilly, my nine be Mac millies
I pimp the hoes really, bitch lick balls silly
It's the tizzle drizzle show (Bitch lick balls silly)
It's the drizzle tizzle show (Bitch lick balls silly)


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