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dip$et - j.r. writer lyrics

madeintokyo

i got the sauce for the sauce

chorus: (x2)
one little freak with a big mouth
small hoe bad then i dip out
girl you look better with your -ss out
spring bay yeah you know i had to cash out
pinche yeah i feel like dipset

fucking that b-tch then i dip set
yeah i feel like dipset
fucking that b-tch then i dip set

(second time)
fucking that b-tch then i dip set
fucking that b-tch then i dip set
fucking that b-tch then i dip set

jr writer

it don’t get graded, it naw
i just be raising the bar
i roll up with so many cubans
you think i’m making cigars
niggas be lacking, think i’m just rapping
i’m busy gaming they broads
b-tches i mack em’ ask tony braxton
you won’t see bae till tomorrow
yeah, i fuck your b-tch and i dipset
you can come get her i’ve been left
she had a shape like an hourgl-ss
i thought i may needed windex
wanted to go where the kids stay
i told her wait like a bench press
then (?) dekembe
she got the wave of an index

no no
where you think you going girl
here go the key to the tele
woah woah
i just get low in the v
and then breeze on parellies
oh no
these b-tches don’t go to the crib
picture them know where i live
i don’t be playing them games
you know what it is

madeintokyo

chorus: (x2)
one little freak with a big mouth
small hoe bad then i dip out
girl you look better with your -ss out
spring bay yeah you know i had to cash out
pinche yeah i feel like dipset

fucking that b-tch and i dip set
yeah i feel like dipset
fucking that b-tch and i dip set

(second time)
fucking that b-tch then i dip set
fucking that b-tch then i dip set
fucking that b-tch then i dip set

rich the kid

imma fuck on your hoe then i dipset
white water splash get your b-tch wet
i got more chains on than two chainz
gotta (?) lui kang
thats your hoe imma hit her in the mouth
why you cuffin yeah i take it to the house
supreme band hunnid band cash in it
got a matress at the trap with the racks in it

pick her up fuck her then i drop her off
too much lean can’t sip it off
standing in the kitchen imma whip it off
imma p-ss your b-tch like a basketball
next step motorolla trap talks
all gold bows in that maseratti
thats your wife give me subtle thoughts
cheeky thats me doesn’t tell nobody

rari i’m riding in circles
double my cup and its purple
lean and i move like a turtle
play with my money i hurt you
trap house hauling like dipset
bend that hoe back like a kit kat
she keeps trying to ride me like six flags
richthe kid the kid walk around with a big bag

madeintokyo

chorus: (x2)
one little freak with a big mouth
small hoe bad then i dip out
girl you look better with your -ss out
spring bay yeah you know i had to cash out
pinche yeah i feel like dipset

fucking that b-tch then i dip set
yeah i feel like dipset
fucking that b-tch then i dip set

(second time)
fucking that b-tch then i dip set
fucking that b-tch then i dip set
fucking that b-tch then i dip set

- j r writer lyrics

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