Bun B - Dippin' & Swervin' Lyrics
(Intro)Dippin and swerving in my suburbanPockets stay swollen, money I be holdin(Hook)Dippin and swerving in my suburbanPockets stay swollen, money I be holdinDippin and swerving in my suburbanPockets stay swollen, money I be holdin(Verse)I’m swerving through the city, fresh Jordans on my toesGet in that coupe DeVille, ridin Cadillac broI’m all up in yo hood, nigga checkin on my doCatch me with yo baby momma, checkin on yo hoeA pocket full of bread and I don’t mean bedaLeanin on this ditch *****, hand on the heaterGood girl on my meter, she begging me to beat erBut I really don’t want it, damn sure don’t need erShe a fly mamasita with a big round bottomThey come a dime a dozen and I damn sure got emSomebody should’ve told er that I’m all about the pesoGet up off yo knees, I need the cheese, get the peso(Hook x2)Dippin and swerving in my suburbanPockets stay swollen, money I be holdinDippin and swerving in my suburbanPockets stay swollen, money I be holdin(Verse)I’m dippin through the city, fresh fitted on my domeCut me down 30 and I’m sittin on chrome80 phones clickin and the squeak it like 4Make you ***** mouthwater and a nigga straight onBut rockster is the home, made in Texas is the gripThe south is what I rep so you can get it how you liveI play this house dropper so they know just who it isPut diamonds on the wood cuz I’m handling my bizI’m jumpin up the hood so they know just how I feelIt’s UGK for life but if I’m ridin for the trillReal just blindin, we do it big timeMan I’m grippin on the grip and I slap that shinin(Hook x2)Dippin and swerving in my suburbanPockets stay swollen, money I be holdinDippin and swerving in my suburbanPockets stay swollen, money I be holdin(Verse)I’m dippin through the city, fresh chain upon my neckThe hood niggas see me and I’m getting my respectThey understand that I ain’t playin with a fork yetIf you get up out of line then I’mma put yo ass in checkI’m certified partner, better know it when you seeThey gonna recognize it when you *****in with a GThey put me in the cross, I’m sending flowers to your teamI’m finna cut some branches down up off your family treeI’m underground king, that’s forever and a dayAnd I’mma lay a hater down to get up in my wayIf you can ask him then you can explainDon’t ***** with that trill ass nigga from BA(Hook x2)Dippin and swerving in my suburbanPockets stay swollen, money I be holdinDippin and swerving in my suburbanPockets stay swollen, money I be holdin
