Lil Wayne – Dipset Lyrics

Lil Wayne – Dipset Lyrics
Dipset
Lil Wayne
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    "Dipset." - Lil Wayne

    Album: Da Drought 3
    Track No: 18
    Oh, yeah
    Cut the music up in the 'phones, Drew
    My hair is blockin' 'em
    My shit growin' like my money, hah (The Runners)
    Let's go
    Dip-DipSet
    I get on extra grind, I get on extra grind (Yes, sir)
    I get on extra grind, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Yeah)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's reppin' time
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Yeah, yeah, Capo)
    I get on extra grind, I get on extra grind (Yeah, Lz)
    I get on extra grind, when it's— when it's reppin' time (Blacka Don)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' time (Twin)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Flee Da God)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Yeah, T-Real)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Stacks)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Laneezy)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Uh)
    I'm so DipSet, DipSouth, baby
    If you don't like it, ****, fuck you with an AIDS dick
    I hope you die thirty times, ****, murder moms
    No fast talk, I'm on that syrup, I'm on that turtle time
    If Killa say the **** dead, then the **** dead
    If Stunna say the **** dead, then the **** dead
    VIP, we be them **** bangin' in the red
    Don't drink Cristal no more, just pour it on white bitches' heads
    This ain't no Tommy Hilfiger, this that Polo, ho
    We are the biggest group alive to get that solo dough
    And we gon' get that dough until they say it's no more dough
    I smoke an ounce, I got that bounce, I got that pogo flow
    Just shot a video with R. Kelly, but no homo, though
    Really didn't wan' do it, but I fuck with T.S. and Fat Joe-Joe, though
    I am a robot and this robot is on overload
    And, bitch, I always will be hot like I'm an overcoat
    Dip-Dip-Dip-DipSet
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Yeah)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Um)
    Dollar after dollar, holler at your guala
    I'm rollin' like the Stones, I need a water bottle
    And if you need a pill, T-Streets and Carter got 'em
    Supply the whole party, we got the party poppin'
    We in New Orleans poppin', we way in Harlem poppin'
    In California poppin'
    Them Ed-Hardy-rockin' skinny hoes with all them problems
    Bitch, you can eat these pills and chill and tell me all about 'em, shit
    Hold up, my heart is knockin', don't worry, water stops it
    Hold up, your mouth is dry, don't worry, water mops it
    I got a great idea, we should have sex
    Bitch, I'm like Dante Hall, I just throw up the X
    My dick be still hard, I be so up for next
    That's when you slip up and fuck around and fuck your ex
    That be that bullshit, but it's the fuckin' best
    I get her to pop a pill and come and fuck the set
    Dip-Dip-Dip-DipSet (And I fuckin' rep)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Yeah)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (DipSouth)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (You dig?)
    I get on extra grind, I get on extra grind (Man)
    I get on extra grind, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet (Yo, I con't feel my face, come on)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's reppin' time (Louder, uh)
    When it's reppin' time, when it's— when it's— reppin' DipSet
    I'm so DipSet, Cash Money, Young Money, Skull Gang, it is a fuckin' shame
    I need help, y'all
    Serious help
    I just spent ten thousand dollars on a new belt and I ain't worn the motherfucker yet
    Don't even got nothin' to go with the motherfucker, dont even know where I'ma wear it
    Startin' to think I don't like the motherfucker
    You want it?
    Cool, I'll put it 'round your motherfuckin' neck 'cause it's over
    Bitch

    Writer(s): Dwayne Carter.

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