Dipset (Santana's Town) lyrics

Song information

Artist: Juelz Santana
Album: From Me To U

Lyrics

(Feat. cam'ron)

[Cam'ron - repeat 15x]
Dip set

Chorus
Juelz, dip dip
Santana, set, set
What he grip, grip, nigga tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Throw up yo set
Dip set, dip set, dip set, what (oww)

[Verse one: juelz santana]
Yo I be wit a gang a gangs, who hang and bang
Animals, orangetangs, hammers move, bangers bang
Damn, it's dude the game has changed
I got a hoe selection, a whole collection
A whole selection of my hoe collection
And I'm big pimpin', stick dipin', quick shiftin'
Bitch listen, this isn't, no damn game in here (oww)
Yeah, the whole byrd gang's in here, like kurt kobain was here, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'm dangerous yeah, brainless yeah, stainless yeah
Aim it yeah, bang it yeah (y'all some dead motherfuckas)
And my diddy-pop, barge through the city blocks
Hard with the pretty glock, dodge and you getting shot
To the bar, hard liquor get a shot
Get a broad, get here hot, get her home give her cock (oww)
Go,it's your birthday
Go, go drink it girl, it's cumming, I know you're thirsty
Harlem's my birthplace, tombstone dirt place
Doomsday, goonsday, tuesday to thursday

Chorus
Juelz, dip dip
Santana, set, set
Where we grip, grip, nigga tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Throw up yo set
Dip set, dip set, dip set, what (oww)

[Verse two: juelz santana]
Jump, stomp, move, breathe
We, in, too, deep, okay
I'm lo-lo from the block again
Po-po and the cops again, no homo but they cocking them
Four-fos and glocks and them
They the paparrazi, they the livest posses
Kamakazi, nazi, nazi, copy papi
I'm a baller baller, you're not at all a baller
That's why I scorched your daughter, left her home, call her, call her
I'm in the low bm, yeah, with your old bm
We smokin' ozium, trojans and petroleums
Yeah, and that's just incase the hole is thin
Take it off, bend it over, throw it in, work it, work it
Oops, squirt it, squirt it
Oops, oopsy dais, ohh I'm crazed
Cho-cho train, co-ca mane, zulu gang
I'm old school like bambatta, no man's hotta
The damn dadda, I jam proper, ya man's nadda

Chorus
Juelz, dip dip
Santana, set, set
Where we grip, grip,nigga, tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Dog, no set
Dip set, dip set, dip set, what (oww)

Santana, killa, jim jones, freaky
Killa, you already know what it is
My man juelz santana, that boy got that crack man
Diplomat records man