Lyrics Dippin' (Remix) - King T
Well
it's
a
hot
hot
Sunday
jump
up
around
a
quarter
to
ten
Had
to
run
and
get
this
blunt
that
I
left
in
my
benz
I
lit
the
shit
and
caught
a
early
mornin
buzz
And
called
my
nigga
e
'what
up
loc?,'
'what
up
'cuz?
'
I'm
thinkin'
bout
pullin
out
the
trey
for
performance
And
maybe
hit
a
few
corners
I
let
the
batteries
charge
while
the
kids
stood
waitin
For
me
to
hit
the
switch
and
floss
the
daytons
I
tap
my
shit,
yo,
my
shit
was
hot
So
I
drove
her
straight
down
to
the
wash
spot
They
shine
my
shit
up
real
glossy
Suckers
starin'
but
my
shit
jumps
like
kriss
kross
g
So
fuck
what
ya
heard
cause
my
trey
does
flips
The
superclean
three
with
the
lifts
I
guess
I
got
my
whole
day
planned
and
I'm
trippin'
Quick
to
hit
the
switch
so
let's
go
dippin
Let's
go
dippin,
dippin
through
the
streets
(repeat
3x)
Now
I'm
rollin'
cocked
up,
flossin
down
the
street
I
took
imperial
to
the
beach
But
before
I
arose
on
the
scene
I
saw
the
individuals
rollin'
like
a
team
Drove
a
little
bit
further
saw
mafia
for
life
Without
a
doubt
everything
was
tight
But
they
gotta
watch
out
for
the
king
'Cause
I
can
make
my
sixty-three
sing
No
pigs
round,
no
I
ain't
no
sucka
I'm
doin'
sixty
just
hangin'
this
muthafucka
More
bound
to
the
ounce
is
what
counts
so
I
show
it
Even
if
it
means
I
gotta
total
it
Swervin
from
lane
to
lane
A
cadillac
just
ain't
the
same
If
you
don't
know
what
I
mean
and
ya
sittin'
Come
on,
get
in,
let's
go
dippin
Let's
go
dippin,
dippin
through
the
streets
(repeat
3x)
I
felt
like
cube
cause
today
was
a
good
day
For
me
to
act
the
fool
in
my
trey
I'm
not
worried
'bout
a
sucka
tryin'
to
stick
and
rob
I
just
buck
'em
down
with
my
thirty-odd
Creeped
up
to
the
beach,
packed
to
capacity
Hoes
walkin'
by
'hi
your
majesty'
I
said
I'm
not
young
MC
but
what's
the
flava
I
played
it
like
troop
'cause
I'm
not??
souped??
I
park
my
shit
on
three
wheels
'cause
I'm
ill
Compton's
on
the
set
with
the
real
deal
This
one's
for
the
riders
all
around
the
world
Dippin
through
the
hood
wit
your
girl
Bumps
in
the
back,
sunroof
top
Niggas
lookin'
crazy
so
I'm
reachin'
for
the
gloc
Every
hood
knows
where
the
blood
and
are
crippin
Ain't
nothin'
like
a
Sunday
out
just
dippin
Let's
go
dippin,
dippin
through
the
streets
(repeat
3x)
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