Dippin’ Lyrics – YSC JuJu
Singer: YSC JuJu
Title: Dippin’
I, chop that sh#t up then i mix it
I, keep me a stick i’m not missing
n#gg# get at me i ain’t with the dissin
Come eat up the tip bae i ain’t with the kisses
Round of applause for the n#gg#s that’s pimpin
In love with this money you a f#ck n#gg# simpin
Tone out the hate i don’t listen to critics
Tryna beat up yo back after that b#tch i’m dippin
Tell me why would i pay for therapy
When i can smoke three different strains
Why the hell white people judging
They don’t like how i sag my pants
I don’t really care tho
Strapped like velcro
Do she love me or no answer that i’m like hell no
Iced out both lobes
You n#gg#s popo
If i get me a thot i control ha like elmo
I got some hunnids on me and they blue like the smurf
f#ck ha good have ha saying it hurt
She my lil rider
Put racks in ha purse
You seen it all so we asking him first
Real n#gg# for life i don’t gotta rehearse
I walk outta the bank with a dub and smirk
Got yo hoe in the back ima pull up ha skirt
Know some n#gg#s that’s killers i put em to work
Man these n#gg#s be b#tches they bringing up dirt
O he say he a boss ima come and demote em
Ar with a strap it’ll cause a commotion
Thinking bout money so much i be sleepy
n#gg#s switched on me that sh#t had me speechless
When you at war you cannot show no weakness
Never wanted to fit always knew i was different
Know n#gg#s pop percs like peppermints
Why the sh#t that they bring up irrelevant
Had to tell ha no no cause i’m celibate
I’m a slave master might sell-a-b#tch
I was crying for help they ain’t give a f#ck
The good person i was had to give it up
Za mixed with the drank give me bubble guts
Lotta food on my plate but it’s not enough
They counted me out but i’m still in this b#tch
And i feel like ray charles cause i cannot see sh#t
How you want some and you ain’t give me nun
I ain’t talking collar but they pushing my button
I need me a bag i can’t sit around
I feel like a king b#tch come give me the crown
I swear i’m the hardest-sickest in the town
When i hit from the back hoe you can’t make a sound
I, chop that sh#t up then i mix it
I, keep me a stick i’m not missing
n#gg# get at me i ain’t with the dissin
Come eat up the tip bae i ain’t with the kisses
Rou-round of applause for the n#gg#s that’s pimpin
In love with this money you a f#ck n#gg# simpin
Tone out the hate i don’t listen to critics
Tryna beat up yo back after that b#tch i’m dippin
Off 10s and 30s this sh#t got me itching
n#gg# hand me a zip i can flip it
Flushed all the bars had a young n#gg# trippin
They pushed me away far now i’m keeping my distance
Deep in the dark had to dance with the devil
No merlin manson i keep heavy metal
All gas no brakes got my foot on the pedal
Death notes in my journal send the reaper a letter
Don’t ask if i’m high i get higher than feathers
And if one n#gg# die then we dying together
Its 90 degrees and i got on a sweater
I just wanna quick fling i ain’t come here to settle
Everybody got dirt some just hide it better
Seen my n#gg# get hurt and i tried to tell em
Why i use these drugs to hide the weather
Had to get it out the dirt i just mined a bezel
I, chop that sh#t up then i mix it
I, keep me a stick i’m not missing
n#gg# get at me i ain’t with the dissin
Come eat up the tip bae i ain’t with the kissin
Round of applause for the n#gg#s that’s pimpin
In love with this money you a f#ck n#gg# simpin
Tone out the hate i don’t listen to critics
Tryna beat up yo back after that b#tch i’m dippin
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