Baby Girl [Explicit]
Max B feat. Jim Jones
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Clap, Byrd Gang
Clap, Byrd Gang
Clap, Dipset
Can I get a G Clap?
Byrd Gang
Clap, Byrd Gang
Clap, Byrd Gang
Like hold up, wait a minute
I'm in the coupe, laid up in it
Sunk in the seat, suede all in it
Drop top roof, blowing haze all in it
Now y'all know I'm a straight up menace
Run up in your crib, there's a safe up in it
New York City, y'all ain't safe up in it
Y'all niggas fugaz, my niggas authentic
The game like bitches in need of makeup
These niggas beefing, then kissing, then they make up
Shit, I still prowl through the gutter
All you hear 'em say is "that's a wild motherfucker"
It's been a while motherfucker
Had to fall back, facing trial 'cause of Rucker
One eyed willy, you can come try to kill me
Still riding that 5, you can get hung, how silly
Baby girl, you trying to be down with the Dipset
Well then, you gotta get your lips wet
Baby girl, we getting them big checks
Tre pounds, sawed off, we spitting them big techs
Y'all ain't thought he was supposed to flow
Thought he was supposed to go
Thought he was supposed to blow
It's Dipset baby, Dipset
Nigga it's Jim Jones
Now everybody know me
Usually in the club with a bunch of OG's
We pop bottles and we all smoke weed
And we burn this bitch down, better call the police
Now y'all know y'all don't want that beef
Chon, G-Mack, look at all these freaks
Besides, the dance floor looks sweet
So like Lil Jon we could all skeet skeet
I'm trying to bag this bimbo
Man she spilled her drink on her tan timbos
Stunting hard in my b-boy pose
You got nothing on me dog, ain't a V I ain't drove
Fuck about the law, top speed on the road
.44, Squeeze, breathe, reload
And if I gotta take it that far
That mean I left the club, nigga went straight to the car
Baby girl, you trying to be down with the Dipset
Well then, you gotta get your lips wet
Baby girl, we getting them big checks
Tre pounds, sawed off, we spitting them big techs
Y'all ain't thought he was supposed to flow
Thought he was supposed to go
Thought he was supposed to blow
It's Dipset baby, Dipset
Nigga it's Jim Jones
I live that hard rock life
Mix a whole pound to that hard rock white
645, Hard top white
Big 45 for you hard rocks, aight?
And my advice to the buyers
Although the city's hot, I rock ice through the fire
Blizzard and the 'Pac, live life like a rider
When I pull up to the block, fiends wiping off them tires
So I got to be the hardest
15Th and Lenox with my posse in the projects
500 On the tennis, I'm like Gotti in the projects
Jewish lawyers nigga, so I got to beat the charges
So how's that for starters?
.40 Cal, nigga, blow back your starter
New Jack City, two blocks from the Carter
Thou hundreds, double up, AKA this is Harlem
Baby girl, you trying to be down with the Dipset
Well then, you gotta get your lips wet
Baby girl, we getting them big checks
Tre pounds, sawed off, we spitting them big techs
Y'all ain't thought he was supposed to flow
Thought he was supposed to go
Thought he was supposed to blow
It's Dipset baby, Dipset
Nigga it's Jim Jones