[Intro: Max B]
Now I done told y'all niggas in two-thou-four, we ain't the niggas to fuck with
And I done told y'all niggas if you fucking with the Dips, then you pressing your luck, B
I'm a pop the trunk and then cock the pump and do lots of dumping and
We don't ever leave them chromes at home
Y'all niggas better leave them boys alone
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
There's parts of uptown that we call Purple City
Holler at Shiest from the circle to the piffy (hey Bubz)
Wrist look good, worth about fifty (blingy)
Whip look good, worth a buck-sixty (flossing)
Shit goes fast, about a buck-sixty (speeding)
Life goes fast, if you blink, you might miss me (you got one chance)
And fuck a glass, if I drink, it ain't tipsy (nope)
It's more like pissy, standing on a couch trying order more Crissy
You order more drippy (right)
Hammer bulging out, hope the Lord don't frisk me (squalie)
I still get it in, guns on the waist (click-clack)
Blew about ten grand when I come in the place (balling)
Now it's all in them ones (yup)
All just for fun (flying)
See, the bitches be players, so we roar like the Suns (balling)
I'm addicted to the lifestyle
Blowing weed, piffing G, riding on the night route
Now I done told y'all niggas in two-thou-four, we ain't the niggas to fuck with
And I done told y'all niggas if you fucking with the Dips, then you pressing your luck, B
I'm a pop the trunk and then cock the pump and do lots of dumping and
We don't ever leave them chromes at home
Y'all niggas better leave them boys alone
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
There's parts of uptown that we call Purple City
Holler at Shiest from the circle to the piffy (hey Bubz)
Wrist look good, worth about fifty (blingy)
Whip look good, worth a buck-sixty (flossing)
Shit goes fast, about a buck-sixty (speeding)
Life goes fast, if you blink, you might miss me (you got one chance)
And fuck a glass, if I drink, it ain't tipsy (nope)
It's more like pissy, standing on a couch trying order more Crissy
You order more drippy (right)
Hammer bulging out, hope the Lord don't frisk me (squalie)
I still get it in, guns on the waist (click-clack)
Blew about ten grand when I come in the place (balling)
Now it's all in them ones (yup)
All just for fun (flying)
See, the bitches be players, so we roar like the Suns (balling)
I'm addicted to the lifestyle
Blowing weed, piffing G, riding on the night route
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