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Lyrics: [Cam'Ron: Intro] Trumpets Please I Wanna Welcome Everybody To... Killa Season Dip...Dip..Dip Come And f*** With The Set Dip...Dip..Dip Come And f*** With The Set [Cam'Ron: Verse 1] They tried to play us (WHAT?!) But they can't fade us (WHAT?!) A bunch of haters (WHAT?!) But we the greatest (WHAT?!) That mighty dip....(WHAT?!) The f***in Set.....(WHAT?!) Show a G respect, my weed connect, got it growing like Chia Pets So......Come & Deal Wit The Kids!!!!! WE BALLIN BIG BABAAY!!!! You know I'm strapped for the drama Afghan to Harlem, clap @ his Mama Homeboy don't ask for the ganja, no way, hey, I relax in a sauna Lay back, lay back, where the Cake at A.S.A.P, A.S.A.P, I Replay that!! / (T.I) They wack He not (T.I) We hot We got 3 glocks, right where they lay at! Got what's left to twist, diamonds SUROOOOUND MY WRIST! Yall all fiends, spaulding couldn't bounce like this Yo yo, dont f*** with the po-po Oh no, I'm bout that dough doe Juelz he f*** with the cocoa Niggaz going loco, that's a no-no.... HO HO HO HO HO....IT'S DIIIPSET!!! OHH NOO, Row Boats, Coke Floats...and hit DECKS! (Shipments!!) [Cam'Ron: Hook] So Come & Deal Wit The Kids!!!!! WE BALLIN BIG BABAAY!!!! Flashin bras (WHAT?!) The World Is Ours! (WHAT?!) Them Classic cars....plus GIRLS, CASH & CAARS! (WHAT?!) CASH & CARS....GIRLS, CASH & CARS (WHAT?!) GIRLS, CASH, CARS, GIRLS CASH AND CARS, CASH & CAAARS! [Cam'Ron: Verse 2] So......Come & Deal Wit The Kids!!!!! WE BALLIN BIG BABAAY!!!! Yall really wanna get this started? We all can act retarded Ya heart has been darted, bombarded, departed! (BOOM!) Ma ya puss stink (eww), it been underseas Here's a Douche bag, hot rag, Summers Eve Yes a hot bath, RUN , RUN, RUUUN It Pleeease! You hummin G's?/ (Fumes Stinkinn) Through ya Dungarees Don't manuever there....here's a souvenir Washing Set, Kit, bi***, for ya pubic hairs / (Dirty bi***) Beat it, ain't no losers here Ma tryna move up here Send my d*** down there, that's with scooba gear And she eat out, while she takin *Deep c**** Eavesdrop? Need not....Cam Walker needs not! And my game so tight And my aim so right In a Range all white Entertain all d***s, all they say all night (is)........(WHAT?!) But 'cha Brain maayne, Will be like my chain, ON ICE But my chain maaayne, it look like a rainbow sight [Book] Dip...Dip..Dip Come And f*** With The Set Dip...Dip..Dip Come And f*** With The Set So Come & Deal Wit The Kids!!!!! WE BALLIN BIG BABAAY!!!! More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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