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King Tee lyrics Let's Go Dippin lyrics 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 futher 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) Other King Tee lyrics: Ko Rock Stuff lyrics You Can't See Me lyrics Super Nigga lyrics Duck lyrics 3 Strikes Ya' Out lyrics Down Ass Loc lyrics Freestyle Ghetto lyrics Way Out There lyrics Let's Get it On lyrics Check the Flow lyrics Advertisement lyrics Act a Fool lyrics At Your Own Risk lyrics Bass lyrics Can This Be Real lyrics Diss You lyrics Guitar Playin' lyrics Just Clowning lyrics Payback's a Mutha lyrics Played Like a Piano lyrics Ruff Rhyme (Back Again) lyrics The Coolest lyrics Ya Better Bring a Gun lyrics Drunk Tekneek lyrics Got it Bad Y'all lyrics On Tha Rox lyrics Just Flauntin' lyrics At Your Own Risk (Budha Mix) lyrics King Tee's Beer Stand * lyrics We Got Tha Fat Joint lyrics Where'sa Hoe Sat lyrics A Hoe B-4 Tha Homie lyrics Blow My Sox Off lyrics Where'sa Hoe Sat (Cont.) lyrics Triflin' Nigga lyrics Black Togetha Again lyrics Bust Dat Ass lyrics Tha Great lyrics |