Dip dip dipset bitch
Dip dip dipset bitch
Dip dip dipset bitch
Let`s do it man
I`m in the building

Yo, I started the starters and fathered the fathers who fathered
I slaughter the slaughters and slaughter the slaughters who slaughtered
I target than spark it, and Pa you`ll be part of this target
From artist to artist J.R. is that hardest regardless
Put your fate in his hands, there`ll be changin` of plans
A man did, I did it from standin` in rain wit a gram
Now I slither in glitter, Jacob throw glaze on my hand
S**t, D-12 don`t even know the name of my band

Man I`m just super fly, two for five, bake the bait
Eight for eight, eight to eight, wait I`m great, haters hate
Cubs come to paper chase, I`ve dealt with major cake
Ever since Jake the Snake, all I rocked was Bathin` Apes
Ooh yeah hun, those them old Air Ones
Sneaks crispy, 350, you ain`t never wear none
I`m a pimp girl, get it through your ear drums
No I`m not tellin` you where you can get a pair from

I`m sicker than sicker, you sicker than sicker now ain`t chu
A Picturin` picture, just picture this picture I paint you
I`m swift with the fifth, when I grip it, it spit at an angle
You`ll be stiffer than stiff, prick, up sittin` with angels
I`m just doin` me jewelery, blue it be
Pimp`s ya pa, it`s J.R. hittin` hard, soon you`ll see
Act a fool we`ll take you back to school like truancy
So give me my respect, I`m the best true indeed

Excuse the Dips, please, we movin` bitch, move
We the truth, we the proof get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements s**t
That`s a fact have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we movin` bitch, move
We the truth, we the proof get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements s**t
That`s a fact have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Yo, I`m ice chain, bright range, nice rings, splice Caine
Cop the pound, chop it down, rock ya town, pipe game
I can do a price change
What I pack is crunk I don`t mean pass the Bronx
When I say ya white plain, look J is built, to let the eighty tilt
Gun brawl, one call, that`ll get you haters killed
Snap, pop, sprayed and peeled, so friend just chill
Look here, I`m in fa mills and I ain`t talkin` baby milk

When I spray with the mag, you will play in it glad
That means lay in a bag, like some haters that I had
Hoes I scrap up and rag serious
S**t I ain`t talkin` periods when I say pussy stay in my path
I amaze `em like dag, you ain`t a killa please
That ain`t no killa weed, them twigs are filled wit` seeds
I hit the Philippines across the river seas
O.C. for weeks where I don`t feel the breeze

So I got heifers, whores, with some excellent jaw
Like the vet for sure, who want me to sex them raw
But I X`d them all, get some head in the bed
Then walk the chickenhead right towards the exit door
Just face it my nig`, you can`t stay with the kid
I got paper, gators, many flavors ya dig
They just hate how I live, `cuz the only time they see me
Under the wing is when I`m in the basement of my crib

Excuse the Dips, please, we movin` bitch, move
We the truth, we the proof get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements s**t
That`s a fact have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we movin` bitch, move
We the truth, we the proof get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements s**t
That`s a fact have a nap and get used to this, yeah