Bun B - Dippin & Swervin' - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

11.11.2013

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(Intro) Dippin' and swervin' in my suburban Pockets stay swollen, money I be holdin' (Hook) Dippin' and swervin' in my suburban Pockets stay swollen, money I be holdin' Dippin' and swervin' in my suburban Pockets stay swollen, money I be holdin' (Verse) I’m dippin through the city, fresh Jordans on my toe Candy coupe DeVille, ridin Cadillac bro I’m all up in yo hood, nigga checkin on my dough Catch me with yo baby momma, checkin on yo ho A pocket full of bread and I don’t mean pita Leanin on this ditch bitch, hand on the heater Your gal on my meter, she begging me to beat er But I really don’t want it, damn sure don’t need er She a fly mamasita with a big round bottom They come a dime a dozen and I damn sure got em Somebody should’ve told er that I’m all about the pay so Get up off yo knees, I need the cheese, get the ya sold (Hook x2) Dippin' and swervin' in my suburban Pockets stay swollen, money I be holdin' Dippin' and swervin' in my suburban Pockets stay swollen, money I be holdin' (Verse) I’m dippin through the city, fresh fitted on my dome Comin' down candy and I’m sittin on chrome Eighty-Fo's crunkin' and they sqeaky like chrome Make you bitch mouthwater and a nigga straight moan Port Aurthur is the home, mane and Texas is the grill The south is what I rep so you can get it how you live A glass house dropper so they know just who it is With diamonds on the wood cuz I’m handling my biz I’m jumpin up the hood so they know just how I feel It’s UGK for life but if I’m ridin for the trill Real just blindin, we do it big time And I’m grippin on the grip and I slap that shinin (Hook x2) Dippin and swerving in my suburban Pockets stay swollen, money I be holdin Dippin and swerving in my suburban Pockets stay swollen, money I be holdin (Verse) I’m dippin through the city, fresh chain upon my neck The hood niggas see me and I’m getting my respect They understand that I ain’t playin with a fork yet If you get up out of line then I’mma put yo ass in check I’m certified partner, better know it when you see They gonna recognize it when you're fuckin with a G They put me in the cross, I’m sending flowers to your team I’m finna cut some branches down up off your family tree I’m underground king, that’s forever and a day And I’mma lay a hater down that up in my way If you can ask him then you can explain Don’t fuck with that trill ass nigga from PA (Hook x2) Dippin and swerving in my suburban Pockets stay swollen, money I be holdin Dippin and swerving in my suburban Pockets stay swollen, money I be holdin
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