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The Dips

The Wascals
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The dips all run After the Wasco The dips all run After the Wasco (All fly ladies go to my jammy) The dips all run After the Wasco (All fly ladies go to my jammy) I blindfold my dips and won't set them free Next stop, top of the castle Relax ladies, I want super G-dick Honey, wack I'm not Got baggy fit, phat gear matching down to my socks Curly afro, Wasco Ballin' out the game makin' all the dips Feelin' like virgins again, menstru-lex fly dips or Fall in my web and get stuck when My innocent couch forms a bed, Buckwheat's a mack It's all good dips, sit on back Shut your mouth and lay still and hit my hootie mack I got a grip of dippers, fallin' out of my pockets 'Cause I'm charming, handsome, paid and know how to rock it Dips run to me constantly I be like next to say I be knockin' skins like a G outta jail Buckwheat is a Wasco who shall pull the fly females So sing it dips The dips all run After the Wasco (All fly ladies go to my jammy) The dips all run After the Wasco (All fly ladies go to my jammy) There's many dips on my trail like five-o The fly ones get handcuffed, them ugly ones out the door Hoes wanna lick me down from head to toe I say no, you're gettin' too close to my cash flow I keep my money in my socks So it don't fall out my pockets as the girls chase me blocks to blocks Towards the rocks that's hopin' that I might stumble I never hit a dip but, maybe I'mma have to rumble for my life I'm dabbin' up broads like your wife Take her straight to the castle and I'm in for the night Release the drawbridge, ayo the dips are on they way Whose quarters will they lay? And please don't sway my way If you're ugly you could just go make a pallet in the dungeon Your dragon, off with your head, 'cause I ain't lackin' I'm not wastin' no time, I'm kickin' hell of a game to fly dips I have them all over my tip birds if they wanted to hit my slip It doesn't make me numb because they Also come back runnin' by the tons They're beggin' for love and wantin' to ride shotgun The girls are jockin', as I'm drivin' down the street They stop and watchin', and they hopin' to try and meet me But still, I'm tryin' to steal four quarter mil' So if you wanted to deal, I'mma take you To Wasco Castle at the top of the hill 'Cause uh The dips all run After the Wasco (All fly ladies go to my jammy) The dips all run After the Wasco (All fly ladies go to my jammy) I gots way more dips, than granola I told a, honey dip of mine that I'mma roll her Phat back booby jet back to the castle I really hope that I didn't make an irrational statement 'Cause I gotta keep it clean But on the microphone let me do my thing And tell you about the hips on dips and all the trips I take With the hoes and shows and all the papes I make With no wack ass gear, so dips watch 'em there And with a mic I bet that I can move your neck So push your man to the side 'cause you know I'm on deck And with the blunt, so come on baby please don't front I gots, different races in different places Different dips every single time you never see the same faces But with me a shook dip won't even be in my tracks So peep game and watch me pull my mack The dips all run After the Wasco (All fly ladies go to my jammy) The dips all run After the Wasco (All fly ladies go to my jammy) (All fly ladies) (All fly ladies) (All fly ladies) (All fly ladies) (All fly ladies) (All fly ladies) (All fly ladies) (All fly ladies) (All fly ladies)