Drop It Off lyrics ( Lil` Wyte )
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Artist : Lil` Wyte Song : Drop It Off
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
Drop it off drop it off
Bit*h I got a sawed off
Put that money in the bag
Hoe I'll blow yo as* off
[Verse One]
It all started out cool and calm, we had it under
control
We had blueprints to the bank from roof to
floor
My nigga Paul had them yawks and bullet-proof
vests
Juicy dropped off the 600 the get away the
best
We had an in-sider that was working for Union
Planners
She told us everyday at 6 o clock they turn off
the cameras
At 6 o five the guards go on break for milk and
banannas
Six thirty guards come back from break and back
on with the cameras
So that gives us twenty five minutes to get in
and out
We gotta do this sh*t so quick and slick without
a doubt
I got some folks that be down to ride all it
takes a shout
And if its business they comin quicker thats what
they bout
God as my witness we gonna get this one some way
some how
With thirty million dollars in diamonds we cant
miss out
The plans in action tomorrow we gon case it
out
Give me twenty four more hours and we gon clean
it out
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
It's going down five o'clock and we loadin the
trucks up
Get the 40's get the vests get the masks get the
pump
Dont forget the smoke bombs to cloud them out
when we get done
Man this shits about to get so hecked up under
the sun
Six o clock pullin up and we know surveillance
off
Six o five guards are breaking and were waiting
on the cough
Thats the sign to come in and lay everyone on the
ground
Units in faces of customers so they dont make a
sound
Keep your guns up and your masks on till the cash
gone
Now lets get this thirty million in diamonds and
mash on
8 minutes left on the clock before the cameras
click
Back into rotation on the bank and they scope out
the shit
Got the jewerly got the loot, situations looking
cool
All of a sudden a cop comes outta no where and he
start to shoot
So many rounds is wizzin by me I dont see how I
aint dead
Smooth? stepped in the way with a AK and shot the
cop in his head
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
We got the diamonds in the stash spot, and 10 in
he tank
But the police on our tail an officer down in the
bank
So we hit the gas threw the masks, lost the vests
and ditched the gats
Made a corner, hit it fast, man these folks all
on our ass
Push the 600 to the limit, we doin a dance
Fraiser hit the brakes goin 150 tryin to make em
crash
Trippin in the back seat cause im high up off
that mary jane
Talkin crazy, its over this time and it aint
funny man
Ballin down Lamar dodgin cars and we aint tryin
to stop
My Rolley onion came off of a side street and
smacked a cop
But they still comin, its seven of em, and they
catchin quick
After Sunroof I through a smoke bomb and they got
lost in it
Make a left a right a quick left, pullin to this
driveway
Turn your tail lights off and just park and dont
go no where just stay
Pokey off our trail hot as hell but we still
gotta shoot
Back to headquarters to come forward seperatin
the loot
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