Juelz Santana - Dipset (Santana'S Town) lyrics

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(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