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Dippin'

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Dippin'

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This is what we call gospel, alpha, mega, funky, boogie, disco, music

Made for you to cruise with, in ya Jeep, Cadillac or tha Benz

Down the strip with ya girl and your friends, just floatin', west coastin'

Hittin' switches in the ragtop boastin', just rollin' on hundred spokes

Ridin' with your ken folks, bumpin' this jam and getting high off the holy ghost smoke

One puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I'm feeling real high, leanin' to the side

With the homie Mista Grimm, in tha O.G. gangsta ride

Candy apple with the custom interior, inferia, when it be comin' to rippin' these microphones

Mi familia, is the dopest, no hokus pokus, tha locest vocalist and most ferocious

Rapper is bogus, when I spit, they hopeless

Chorus

We just dippin', in the Lincoln, with the hommmies and the OG's trippin'

Off me rims and the chromed out engine, hydrolics switches and the pioneer system

We just dippin, hittin switches, in the 6-4, rollin' deep in the trenches

Sttin' in chromed out 22 inches, bumpin that west coast sound to the fullest!

Dip, dip, bounce, bounce, front, front, back, back

Right Dayton spokes in the air as I hit that, C-O-R-N-E-R-T-B-O-N-E-&-M-I-S-T-A-G-R-I-double M

Rapiando, cantando, in the 6-4 brincando, pitando, at the homies

Cuz me and Grimm got flava like asada and cilantro, tocando oldoes

As we ride slow, y corriendo, from the po-po, somos los mejores brother

Oh you didn't know, from West Covina to fogtown Frisco, "O"riginal

In the classic blastin' war, hardcore with the suicide doors, L-dang

Riviera, Cutlass, whatever you're in, just keep bumpin' this

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