Dipset (santana's Town) - Cam'ron Lyrics - Cam'ron

Dipset 

Dipset 

Dipset 

Juelz, dip dip, Santana, set set 

What he grip grip, nigga tec tecs 

Who you wit wit, throw up yo set 

Dipset, dipset, dipset, what 

Juelz, dip dip, Santana, set set 

What he grip grip, nigga tec tecs 

Who you wit wit, throw up yo set 

Dipset, dipset, dipset, what 

Yo, I be wit a gang a gangs, who hang and bang 

Animals, arrangatangs 

Hammers move, bangers bang 

Damn, it's dude the game has changed 

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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 

Yeah, the whole Byrd gang's in here 

Like Kurt Cobain 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 

[Incomprehensible] to the bar, hard liquor get a shot 

Get a broad, get her hot, get her home give her cock 

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, goons day, Tuesday to Thursday 

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Juelz, dip dip, Santana, set set 

What he grip grip, nigga tec tecs 

Who you wit wit, throw up yo set 

Dipset, dipset, dipset, what 

Juelz, dip dip, Santana, set set 

What he grip grip, nigga tec tecs 

Who you wit wit, throw up yo set 

Dipset, dipset, dipset, what 

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 'em 

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 in case 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 

Juelz, dip dip, Santana, set set 

What he grip grip, nigga tec tecs 

Who you wit wit, throw up yo set 

Dipset, dipset, dipset, what 

Juelz, dip dip, Santana, set set 

What he grip grip, nigga tec tecs 

Who you wit wit, throw up yo set 

Dipset, dipset, dipset, what 

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