Baby Girl Jim Jones (Ft. Max B)

[Intro: Jim Jones]
Clap, Byrd Gang, clap, Byrd Gang, clap Dip-Set!!!
Can I get a G clap, Byrd Gang, clap, Byrd Gang
Clap, Byrd Gang
Can I get a G clap

[Verse: 1 Jim Jones]
I be 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 blowin' haze all in it
And y'all know I'ma straight up menace
Run up in ya crib there's a safe up in it
New York City, y'all ain't safe up in it
Y'all niggas fugaze, my niggas authentic
The game like bitches that need make-up
These niggas beefin' and kissin' and 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 ma'fucker
Had to fall back, face trial 'cause of Rucker
One-Eyed Willie, you can come try kill me
Still ridin' that five, you can get hung high silly

[Hook: Max B]
Baby girl, you tryna be down with the Dip-Set?
Well then you gotta get ya lips wet
Baby girl we gettin them big checks
Tre-pound, sawed-off, we splittin
Them big checks
Y'all ain't thought he posed ta flow
Thought he posed ta go
Thought he posed ta blow
It's Dip-set baby, DIP-SET!!!
Nigga it's Jim Jones