Official Music Video
Drop It Off by Lil Wyte
Lyrics & Translation
English
Drop it off drop it off
Bitch I got a sawed off
Put that money in the bag
Hoe I'll blow yo ass off
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 bananas
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 shit 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 coming quicker that's 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 gonna case it out
Give me twenty four more hours and we gonna clean it out
It's going down five o'clock and we loading the trucks up
Get the 40's get the vests get the masks get the pump
Don't 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 pulling up and we know surveillance off
Six o five guards are breaking and were waiting on the cough
That's the sign to come in and lay everyone on the ground
Units in faces of customers so they don't 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 jewelry 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 don't see how I ain't dead
Smooth jumped in the way with a AK and shot the cop in his head
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 doing a dance
Fraiser hit the brakes going 150 trying to make em crash
Trippin in the back seat cause I'm high up off that Mary Jane
Talking crazy, its over this time and it ain't funny man
Balling down Lamar dodging cars and we ain't trying to stop
My Rolley onion came off of a side street and smacked a cop
But they still coming, 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, pulling to this driveway
Turn your tail lights off and just park and don't go no where just stay
Pokey off our trail hot as hell but we still gotta shoot
Back to headquarters to come forward separating the loot
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Drop It Off by Lil Wyte
Drop It Off* (original Lil Wyte)
Drop it off drop it off
Bitch I got a sawed off
Put that money in the bag
Hoe I'll blow yo ass off
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 bananas
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 shit 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 coming quicker that's 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 gonna case it out
Give me twenty four more hours and we gonna clean it out
It's going down five o'clock and we loading the trucks up
Get the 40's get the vests get the masks get the pump
Don't 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 pulling up and we know surveillance off
Six o five guards are breaking and were waiting on the cough
That's the sign to come in and lay everyone on the ground
Units in faces of customers so they don't 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 jewelry 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 don't see how I ain't dead
Smooth jumped in the way with a AK and shot the cop in his head
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 doing a dance
Fraiser hit the brakes going 150 trying to make em crash
Trippin in the back seat cause I'm high up off that Mary Jane
Talking crazy, its over this time and it ain't funny man
Balling down Lamar dodging cars and we ain't trying to stop
My Rolley onion came off of a side street and smacked a cop
But they still coming, 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, pulling to this driveway
Turn your tail lights off and just park and don't go no where just stay
Pokey off our trail hot as hell but we still gotta shoot
Back to headquarters to come forward separating the loot
Drop It Off (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Déjalo, déjalo
Perra, tengo una escopeta recortada
Pon ese dinero en la bolsa
Puta, te volaré la cabeza
Todo empezó tranquilo y en calma, lo teníamos bajo control
Teníamos planos del banco de techo a suelo
Mi negro Paul tenía las drogas y chalecos antibalas
Juicy dejó el 600, la mejor escapada
Teníamos una infiltrada que trabajaba para Union Planners
Nos dijo que todos los días a las 6 en punto apagaban las cámaras
A las 6 y cinco los guardias se van a descansar por leche y plátanos
A las seis y media los guardias regresan del descanso y vuelven con las cámaras
Así que eso nos da veinticinco minutos para entrar y salir
Tenemos que hacer esta mierda tan rápido y hábilmente sin duda
Tengo gente que está dispuesta a ir, solo hace falta un grito
Y si es negocio, vienen más rápido, de eso se trata
Dios es mi testigo, lo conseguiremos de alguna manera
Con treinta millones de dólares en diamantes no podemos perdernos esto
Los planes en acción, mañana lo investigaremos
Dame veinticuatro horas más y lo limpiaremos
Va a ser a las cinco en punto y estamos cargando los camiones
Consigue las 40s, consigue los chalecos, consigue las máscaras, consigue la escopeta
No olvides las bombas de humo para cegarlos cuando terminemos
Hombre, esta mierda se va a poner muy jodida bajo el sol
A las seis en punto llegando y sabemos que la vigilancia está apagada
A las seis y cinco los guardias están descansando y esperamos la tos
Esa es la señal para entrar y poner a todos en el suelo
Unidades en las caras de los clientes para que no hagan ruido
Mantengan sus armas en alto y sus máscaras puestas hasta que el dinero se haya ido
Ahora consigamos estos treinta millones en diamantes y sigamos
Quedan 8 minutos en el reloj antes de que las cámaras se enciendan
De vuelta a la rotación en el banco y ellos revisan la mierda
Tenemos las joyas, tenemos el botín, las situaciones se ven bien
De repente, un policía sale de la nada y empieza a disparar
Tantas balas zumbando a mi lado, no veo cómo no estoy muerto
Smooth se interpuso con un AK y le disparó al policía en la cabeza
Tenemos los diamantes en el escondite, y 10 en el tanque
Pero la policía nos sigue, un oficial caído en el banco
Así que pisamos el acelerador, tiramos las máscaras, perdimos los chalecos y abandonamos las armas
Doblamos una esquina, rápido, hombre, esta gente está detrás de nosotros
Empujamos el 600 al límite, estamos haciendo un baile
Fraiser pisó los frenos yendo a 150 intentando hacerlos chocar
Tropezando en el asiento trasero porque estoy drogado con esa marihuana
Hablando locuras, se acabó esta vez y no es gracioso, hombre
Bajando por Lamar esquivando coches y no intentamos parar
Mi Rolley cebolla salió de una calle lateral y golpeó a un policía
Pero siguen viniendo, son siete de ellos, y nos alcanzan rápido
Después de Sunroof lancé una bomba de humo y se perdieron en ella
Gira a la izquierda, a la derecha, una izquierda rápida, entrando a esta entrada
Apaga tus luces traseras y simplemente estaciona y no vayas a ningún lado, solo quédate
Pokey fuera de nuestro rastro, caliente como el infierno, pero todavía tenemos que disparar
De vuelta al cuartel general para avanzar separando el botín
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