Dip lyrics

by

Tyga


Young Money!
Haha, I know you gon' do it for the 'Gram, right?
D.A. got that dope!
Yeah, hah

First things first, I f*ck, get all the money
b*tches love me, keep it hunnid (Ha)
b*tches like you 'cause you funny, n---as ain't stunners (No)
I'm the one that came and f*ck the summer
I got a black Barbie, she into ménages (Yeah)
I’ma f*ck her all night 'til I c*m nothing (No)
Sip got me buzzin' (Yeah), I am not a husband (No)
I can be your daddy 'cause I am a motherf*cker (Haha)
f*ck, n---as muggin', these n---as sweet muffin
Put my seed on her face, she get smashed like a pumpkin (Smash)
Ooh, she love it, do me rougher
Talk that nasty, when I smack your ass cheek (Come, come, come)

Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip
Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip?
Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip
Take a sip, take a sip, lick your lips, lick your lips
Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip
Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip
Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip

I think he wanna dippy the tippy, then put it on my lippy
Even when it get sticky, he know it still got the drippy
Yeah I'm pulling your card though, got him calling me Ricky (Aha)
All these b*tches my minis, got 'em calling me Mickey (Haha!)
All that rah-rah never was the icon issue
Harper's Bazaar, I’m covering the icon issue
I got issues, yeah b*tch, I got issues
W, Vogue, Cosmo—I got issues
I always pull up with some Barbie dolls, thick in the thighs
I said we looking for some brain, where the Wizard of Oz
Last n---a was a dope dealer, hell of a guy
He said the p---y top, five, dead or alive

Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip
Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip?
Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip
Take a sip, take a sip, lick your lips, lick your lips
Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip
Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip
Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip

Santana bandanna on the twist
Got your b*tch wave ridin’ on my di*k
Man, these n---as ain't sh*t (No)
I done came back with the hits
Fresher than the pillow with the f*ckin’ mint (Haha)
What I said? I'm in (Yeah), this sh*t is big (Yeah)
I came to flex (Yeah), look in the mirror (Yeah)
Look at your ass, f*ck a career
How you make a G-string just disappear?
She like buy me all this sh*t, I need bags, I need 'fits
I need cash, I need cash, I'm just really n---a rich
Make it splash, make it splash, but before I get you dripped
I just got one question, b*tch

Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip
Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip?
Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip
Take a sip, take a sip, lick your lips, lick your lips
Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip
Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip
Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip
Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip

Ayo, what's poppington? I’m depositin'
All these M's while you motherf*ckers gossipin' (Show me how you make it dip)
All this c*ck-sucking, eat a box or something
Ice out your little watch with some rocks or something
(Show me how you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip)
What's poppin'? What's poppin'? What's poppington?
(Make it dip, make it dip, yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip)
Make it dip n' make it dip n' make it drop again
You know Barbie God got it on lock again (Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip)
(Make it dip, yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip)
Westside with Tyga, bumpin' to Pac again, uh
(Make it dip, yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip)
Who got the juice be sending you n---as' brazy
Who got 'em mad? Like, man, that p---y wavy
Yeah, I had to dash, like, damn, baby, I'm Stacey
W-When you turn 'em down, these clowns turn into babies
Who-Who got the juice? Be sending you n---as' brazy
W-W-Who got 'em mad? Like, man, that p---y wavy
All these n---as want me to love 'em like I'm Kiki
Got 'em in they feelings since they seen me in FEFE (Ooh)

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