Told that bitch you gotta shake that ass and let a nigga watch it
I told her stop it
Throw that ass back like it's juvenile bitch
Don't throw a f*cking fit
Just throw that ass
I don't want that attitude bitch
I don't wanna hear about the past
Cause I know you seen the side bitch
On the other side of the room and shit
Send you on a trip, trip
So like a f*cking bean
I think imma dip, imma dip
Tryna go real f*cking far
From the tip of the map
I'm the tip of Texas representative
Imma dip, imma dip
Imma dip in that pussy real smooth
Bitch, imma dip imma dip
Imma dip like some butter no spoon
Bitch, imma dip
Gotta go
Gotta turn my money to gold
Bitch, imma dip
Imma split
And your girl popped a squat on my dick
Yeah she took a dip
Skinny dippin
She keep coming back
Cause I hit it with precision
Pass to the bros
That assist Scottie Pippen
My mission complete
Hands on her obliques
F*ck her from the back
Now her legs feeling weak
On me
Cause bitch I don't play
Bitch I don't play
Bitch I don't play
I just finish the game
Light up my spliff
Then I kick it like Liu Kang
Flipping the script like my name Major Payne
Kick it with your bitch and she diggin my brains
Kick it with your bitch
Smoke her out
Then we dip
Like we some beans, like we some beans
From the tip of the map
Off the tip of the tongue
Tippin my bitch cause she make it real fun
South Texas shit
We reppin 956
In the cut
Trecoast, steady doing the most
It's on me
It's on me
Yeah we coming for the gold
It's on me
Bitch, it's on me
It's on me
It's on me
It's on me
If it don't make dollars
Then it don't make cents
That's, no offense
That's a Quik tip
Cop a clean fit
Vintage, dope drip
Faucet, get a grip
Don't trip
When we peel off in the whip
Ya bitch
Ya bitch, wanna meet her
She send me the address
Then we pull up in the beamer
Hot box this shit
Got it smelling like reefer
Dank, it stank
I know, I told you so
So, don't complain
We bringing the gas propane
And if they ask
Say you do not know
Airplane mode
We getting real high
Eyes real low
But my brain in the sky
I deep fried
Fi Fy Fo we the ones
Mario, took the mushrooms
See what I become
Right angles in my circle
Yeah, I did that
You can call me Steve Urkel
Nice to meet you
Nice to greet you
This my proper introduction
Yeah it's trecoast
And we f*cking up the function
We stirring shit up
And we boutta blow it up tho
Three, two, Uno
That's game bitch
It's on me
It's on me
Yeah we coming for the gold
It's on me
Bitch, it's on me
It's on me
It's on me
It's on me
Iggypack! - Imma Dip Lyrics
Iggypack! - Imma Dip Lyrics
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Told that bitch you gotta shake that ass and let a nigga watch it
I told her stop it
Throw that ass back like it's juvenile bitch
Don't throw a f*cking fit
Just throw that ass
I don't want that attitude bitch
I don't wanna hear about the past
Cause I know you seen the side bitch
On the other side of the room and shit
Send you on a trip, trip
So like a f*cking bean
I think imma dip, imma dip
Tryna go real f*cking far
From the tip of the map
I'm the tip of Texas representative
Imma dip, imma dip
Imma dip in that pussy real smooth
Bitch, imma dip imma dip
Imma dip like some butter no spoon
Bitch, imma dip
Gotta go
Gotta turn my money to gold
Bitch, imma dip
Imma split
And your girl popped a squat on my dick
Yeah she took a dip
Skinny dippin
She keep coming back
Cause I hit it with precision
Pass to the bros
That assist Scottie Pippen
My mission complete
Hands on her obliques
F*ck her from the back
Now her legs feeling weak
On me
Cause bitch I don't play
Bitch I don't play
Bitch I don't play
I just finish the game
Light up my spliff
Then I kick it like Liu Kang
Flipping the script like my name Major Payne
Kick it with your bitch and she diggin my brains
Kick it with your bitch
Smoke her out
Then we dip
Like we some beans, like we some beans
From the tip of the map
Off the tip of the tongue
Tippin my bitch cause she make it real fun
South Texas shit
We reppin 956
In the cut
Trecoast, steady doing the most
It's on me
It's on me
Yeah we coming for the gold
It's on me
Bitch, it's on me
It's on me
It's on me
It's on me
If it don't make dollars
Then it don't make cents
That's, no offense
That's a Quik tip
Cop a clean fit
Vintage, dope drip
Faucet, get a grip
Don't trip
When we peel off in the whip
Ya bitch
Ya bitch, wanna meet her
She send me the address
Then we pull up in the beamer
Hot box this shit
Got it smelling like reefer
Dank, it stank
I know, I told you so
So, don't complain
We bringing the gas propane
And if they ask
Say you do not know
Airplane mode
We getting real high
Eyes real low
But my brain in the sky
I deep fried
Fi Fy Fo we the ones
Mario, took the mushrooms
See what I become
Right angles in my circle
Yeah, I did that
You can call me Steve Urkel
Nice to meet you
Nice to greet you
This my proper introduction
Yeah it's trecoast
And we f*cking up the function
We stirring shit up
And we boutta blow it up tho
Three, two, Uno
That's game bitch
It's on me
It's on me
Yeah we coming for the gold
It's on me
Bitch, it's on me
It's on me
It's on me
It's on me
I told her stop it
Throw that ass back like it's juvenile bitch
Don't throw a f*cking fit
Just throw that ass
I don't want that attitude bitch
I don't wanna hear about the past
Cause I know you seen the side bitch
On the other side of the room and shit
Send you on a trip, trip
So like a f*cking bean
I think imma dip, imma dip
Tryna go real f*cking far
From the tip of the map
I'm the tip of Texas representative
Imma dip, imma dip
Imma dip in that pussy real smooth
Bitch, imma dip imma dip
Imma dip like some butter no spoon
Bitch, imma dip
Gotta go
Gotta turn my money to gold
Bitch, imma dip
Imma split
And your girl popped a squat on my dick
Yeah she took a dip
Skinny dippin
She keep coming back
Cause I hit it with precision
Pass to the bros
That assist Scottie Pippen
My mission complete
Hands on her obliques
F*ck her from the back
Now her legs feeling weak
On me
Cause bitch I don't play
Bitch I don't play
Bitch I don't play
I just finish the game
Light up my spliff
Then I kick it like Liu Kang
Flipping the script like my name Major Payne
Kick it with your bitch and she diggin my brains
Kick it with your bitch
Smoke her out
Then we dip
Like we some beans, like we some beans
From the tip of the map
Off the tip of the tongue
Tippin my bitch cause she make it real fun
South Texas shit
We reppin 956
In the cut
Trecoast, steady doing the most
It's on me
It's on me
Yeah we coming for the gold
It's on me
Bitch, it's on me
It's on me
It's on me
It's on me
If it don't make dollars
Then it don't make cents
That's, no offense
That's a Quik tip
Cop a clean fit
Vintage, dope drip
Faucet, get a grip
Don't trip
When we peel off in the whip
Ya bitch
Ya bitch, wanna meet her
She send me the address
Then we pull up in the beamer
Hot box this shit
Got it smelling like reefer
Dank, it stank
I know, I told you so
So, don't complain
We bringing the gas propane
And if they ask
Say you do not know
Airplane mode
We getting real high
Eyes real low
But my brain in the sky
I deep fried
Fi Fy Fo we the ones
Mario, took the mushrooms
See what I become
Right angles in my circle
Yeah, I did that
You can call me Steve Urkel
Nice to meet you
Nice to greet you
This my proper introduction
Yeah it's trecoast
And we f*cking up the function
We stirring shit up
And we boutta blow it up tho
Three, two, Uno
That's game bitch
It's on me
It's on me
Yeah we coming for the gold
It's on me
Bitch, it's on me
It's on me
It's on me
It's on me
Writer: Alec Garza, Ignacio Silva
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid