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Dipset 2

Album: Da Drought 3 - Disc 2 Durasi: 4:00

Kush, good kush, yup

Weezy, dip dip, Wayne set set

And I grip Tecs, leave 'em water bed wet

And I know just where to

Put these hollow tips

His chest, his chest, his chest

Yea, ayo, I take on a

Gang of gangs, anything, animal, orangutans

Gorillas turn to Bathing Apes

When I make it rain

I got a whole collection

I got a dope connection

I got a coke connection

I got a dough infection

No homo, my flow is as hard as an erection

So that's why it's "fuck

The world" with protection

Haha, pay attention to the lecture

My words carry life, like a stretcher

Yeah, you know young Wayne in here

Smellin' teen spirit

Like Kurt Cobain was here

Yeah, yeah, we got them thangs in here

And we will bang in here, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah and the bank is here Lincolns here

Grants is here, Jacksons

Here, Franklins here

Them dead motherfuckers

And the drank is here, dank is here

Stank in here gangstas here

Wankstas fear that red motherfucker

And my city hot, ride with the itchy cock

Coupe with the titties pop

Motherfuck a city cop

And I got the hater like, when will he stop?

Maybe a minute after never, set ya clocks

I'm a nut case, Uptown my birthplace

They feel me coming like

The weekend on Thursday

We got Vegas chips, nigga bet bet

I hope you boys ready, because I'm jet set

And when I come up in the building

You already know bitch wet

Bitch wet, bitch wet, fuck now hahaha

Yes, um, gloves, draws, socks, tees

All made by Ralph Lauren

No shades, just my eyeballs watching them

Tattoos on top of them

Igloos for watches and

Champagne for breakfast

And sports car for lunch and pussy for dinner

I eat rappers and call it pussy for dinner

Yea, ask the paparazzi, I'm in the Maserati

Ridin shotty, bad bitch, Clyde and Bonnie

I call her Kami, that short for kamikaze

She call me Daddy

And never short with Daddy money

It's Weezy Baby, shine like a brass monkey

I'm never broke, never have a cast on me

Always paid, always got cash on me

I gotta feed, the pockets in my pants hungry

I'mma Phantom hauler, a shooter

Not a brawler and your girlfriend's a

Determinded Carter caller

Control a bitch and let a nigga hold a bitch

I put her on the corner shit

I let her make a porno flick

She will play the role again

Whenever she roll again

Pop a pill, then roll again

Now we on the road again

Yea, I work her, work her

Tell her be my slave

Bitch I'm paid, out my cage

I just Can't Feel My Face

With Santana, we well riders, like Al Qaeda

Supreme Da Da, Young Moolah, Bird Junior

Yea ha