lil wayne – dipset 2 lyrics
[laughs] kush…good kush
weezy dip dip, wayne set set
and i grip techs leave em waterbed wet
and i know just where to put these hollow tips
his chest his chest his chest (gasp)
a yo i take on a gang of gangs
anything animals arrangatangs
gorillas turn to bape and apes when i make it rain
i got a whole collection
i got a dope connection
i got a c-ke connection
i got a doe infection
no h-m- my flow is hard as an erection
so that’s why it’s f-ck the world wit protection [laughs]
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 is here (yeah yeah)
we got them thangs in here and we will bang in here (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
and the bank is here linclon’s here, grant is here, jackson’s here, franklin’s here them dead m-th-f-ckas
and the drank is here, dank is here here, stank in here, gangstas here w-nkstas fear that red m-th-f-cka
and my city hot ride wit da itchy c-ck
coop wit the t-tties pop
murda fo da city cop
and i got the hatas like when will he stop maybe a minute after never set ya clock
i’m a nut case uptown’s my birthplace
they feel me comin like the weekend on thursday
we got vegas chips n-gg- bet bet
i hope you boys ready because i’m jet set
and when i come up in the building you already know b-tch wet b-tch wet b-tch wet (f-ck naw)
[laughs] yeah
yes umm gloves, drowes, socks, tees, all made by ralph lauren
no shades just my eyeb-lls watchin’ em
tattoos on top of them
igloos for watches and champaign for breakfast
and sports cars for lunch and p-ssy for dinner
i eat rappers and call it p-ssy for dinner (yeah)
ask the paprazzi, i’m in a mazardi
ridin shoty bad b-tch, clyde and bonnie
i call her kami that’s short for kamikaze
she call me daddy and never short wit daddy money
it’s weezy babay shine like a br-ss monkey
i’m neva broke neva have a cast on me
always paid always got cash on me
i gotta feed the pockets on my pants hungry
i’m a phantom haula, a shoota not a brawla
and your girlfriend’s a determined carter caller
control a b-tch and let a n-gg- hold a b-tch or
i put her on a corner sh-t and let her make a pr-no flick
she would play the role again whenver she roll again
pop a pill and roll again now we on the road again (yeah yeah)
i work her work her tell her be my slave
b-tch i’m paid out my cage
i just can’t feel my face
wit santana we wild ridahs like al qeada
supreme dada young mula bird jr. (yeah)
ha
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