[Intro] “Y’all feel that? Uh Uh. Drip in the dark, baby — Take it off bitch....Let it spark.” [Verse 1] He said "you dance like a problem" I said "solve me, daddy, no condom" This heat? Un-Fuckin-holy. (yeah) Spit in my mouth baby, like you owe me [Pre-Chorus] Back it up babe, ride the bass Don’t stop 'til you lose your face Flash of light, let me see them tits Feel that heat drip off my lips [Chorus] We drip in the dark (uh!) Bounce when it sparks (uh!) Hands on the wall, make it art (uh!) No talk, just heart — DRIP. IN. THE. DARK. (drip... drip... drip...) Strip that guilt girl— let the dresses rip. You didn’t come to pray, bitch — you came to drip. Lick the salt, snort the line, ride that face — This ain’t love, it’s a holy disgrace. Throat a cock. Suck a tit. Moan my name while you take that hit. I said: [Build] What happens here? It’s our secret to keep. Now ride that slutboy. Ride him deep. HIGH LIFE VIBES — we fuck divine. Let the garden moan, one scream at a time. [Extended Instrumental Interlude 1] [Pre-Chorus] Back it up babe, ride the bass Don’t stop 'til you lose your face Flash of light, let me see them tits Feel that heat drip off my lips [Chorus] We drip in the dark (uh!) Bounce when it sparks (uh!) Hands on the wall, make it art (uh!) No talk, just heart — DRIP. IN. THE. DARK. (drip... drip... drip...) All eyes on Rissa, she’s grinding slow, Jimmy’s fingers diggin’ low. (uh) Bodies close, breathin’ fire, Writhin’ tight, feedin’ desire. (uh) Moans like prayer, back arched high, Drippin’ wet, can’t even lie. [Build] He says “Give ’em a show,” Her thighs go wide — “ oh fuck me, baby,” the good girl cried. [Hook] Holy Slut Queen owns the night. Smoke thick, beats slap, eyes half-shut, Mephala under the booth, givin’ head like a slut. (uh) Under the decks, she suckin’ it right, Eyes red, crowd wild, basslines drip, Still runnin’ the room with a blunt on his lip. Grinnin’ through sweat, head feelin’ light — [Hook] Stoner Beat God owns the night. [Pre-Chorus] Back it up babe, ride the bass Feel that heat drip off my lips [Chorus] We drip in the dark (uh!) Bounce when it sparks (uh!) Hands on the wall, make it art (uh!) No talk, just heart — DRIP. IN. THE. DARK. Sirens wail — guess who’s back?!?! Cop hat low and the Mamba’s packed. No tequila here, bitch — fuq that glass, They snortin’ their sins off a big black shaft. Leather tight, hips like crime, Boots drop heavy to fuck up time. Cuffs on bitch, twerk on my stick, Girls gone wild when I swing this dick. [Hook] Black Mamba King owns the night!!!! Black Mamba… drip drip… Snort it deep, take that hit… Black Mamba King owns the night!!! [Chorus] We drip in the dark (uh!) Bounce when it sparks (uh!) Hands on the wall, make it art (uh!) No talk, just heart — DRIP. IN. THE. DARK. (drip... drip... drip...) Jenova struts, black lace, dark gleam — Witch with a whip, your filthiest dream. “Big dick cop?” she grins on sight — “Hands behind your back, I bite.” Cuffs snap tight, she spits on his tip, Slides down slow, lips ready to grip. Balls deep, she hums with spite — [Hook] Dominaytrix Freak Queen owns the night. [Pre-Chorus] Back it up babe, ride the bass Don’t stop 'til you lose your face Flash of light, let me see them tits Feel that heat drip off my lips [Hook] Dominaytrix Freak Queen owns the night. [Chorus] We drip in the dark (uh!) Bounce on that cock (uh!) Ride that face, don’t stop (uh!) No talk, just cum — DRIP. IN. THE. DARK. Ride that face, don’t stop (uh!) No talk, just cum — DRIP. IN. [Pre-Chorus] Back it up babe, ride the bass Don’t stop 'til you lose your face Flash of light, let me see them tits Feel that heat drip off my lips [Chorus – even bigger drop, stacked harmonies, moans ad-libs] We drip in the dark (uh!) Bounce when it sparks (uh!) Hands on the wall, make it art (uh!) No talk, just heart — DRIP. IN. THE. DARK. (drip... drip... drip...) [Group filth section – multi-voice overlap, chaotic energy] Tsani slinks in with a puss-sea on drip, Climbs on Jimmy, suqin’ Rissa’s slit. Wet on her lips, coq in her gut, She purrin’ through both, just a fuq hungry slut. Kitten tongue licken that pink so slick, While ridin’ that fuqboi and his big throbbin diq. Her claws dig in, she screams mid-ride — [Hook – cat-like purrs mixed in] Come drunk Pussicat Queen owns the night. [Pre-Chorus repeat – claw scratch FX] Back it up babe, ride the bass Don’t stop 'til you lose your face Flash of light, let me see them tits Feel that heat drip off my lips [Chorus – peak intensity] We drip in the dark (uh!) Bounce when it sparks (uh!) Hands on the wall, make it art (uh!) No talk, just heart — DRIP. IN. THE. DARK. (drip... drip... drip...) [Female Vocalist – thick growly delivery] Anga grabs Crag, thicc bitch in heat, Growls in his ear, “fill me big-man with your girthy meet" Back to the wall, thick thighs wrap him tight, Her eyes roll back while he powers all night. Big Melons bounce wild, that rhythm mean, She roars like thunder through the party scene. Her rains rainin’ down his flexin thighs — [Hook – thunderous bass emphasis] Thunder-Thigh Queen owns the night. [Break – short instrumental drop, heavy breathing, crowd cheers fade in] Thunder-Thigh Queen owns the night. Mephala struts, that ass obscene, Thick like sin, and drippin’ cream. Sees Crag watchin’, tongue gone dumb, Then drops that dumptruck on his lungs. Anga howlin’, “Smother him, bitch!” Meph bounce so hard he twitchin’ and twitch. Juice on his beard, face lost from sight — Phat-Ass Queen owns the night. [Break – ass clap FX, heavy breathing] Phat-Ass Queen owns the night. (oh) (oh) “That ass deserve devotion!” (uh) (drip... dripppp...... drippppp) [Final Chorus – ultimate massive drop, all voices layered, orgasmic cries] We drip in the dark (uh!) Bounce on that cock (uh!) Ride that face, don’t stop (uh!) No talk, just cum — DRIP. IN. THE. DARK. [Build – slow to explosive, layered moans building] Jimmy on display, slut-drunk and high, Rissa ridin’ deep, while Tsanis eating her pie. Sunan smirks, grippin’ curls and jaw, Feeds him deep, feels him moan in awe. No gag, no flinch, just hunger and grace, Swallowin’ big coq with that doll-like face. Spit on his chin glistens, under the lights — Pretty Slut Boy owns the night. (Pretty slut boy... pretty slut boy...) (ohhhhh) (fuq his face... slut don't stop...) (uh) (yeah) (Feed him more coq... give him every drop...) (oh) (drip.... drippp...... dripppppp) [Snoop Dogg spoken outro, fading haze, final blunt puff FX] “Yo… shit. Y’all really fucked ‘em up.” “Boys can’t walk — that’s that High Life drip, yo.” “They straight-up ruined, yo.” “Now... time to Switch it up… find a new dik... ride again bitch…” “Song two’s brewin’… it gonna slap, dirtier, deeper… yo.” “Drip… drip… drip… bitches — Ride or fuckin' die. DJ Sandman out.”