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Artist: Bun B
Album:  Trill O.G.: The Epilogue
Song:   Dippin' & Swervin'
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro]
Dippin and swervin, in my Suburban
Pockets stay swollen, money I'll be holdin...
Dip-dippin and swervin, in my Suburban
Pockets stay swollen, money I'll be holdin
Dippin and swervin, in my Suburban
Poc-poc-pockets stay, pockets stay, mon-money I'll be holdin

[Bun B]
I'm flippin through the city, fresh Jordans on my toes (toes)
Candy coupe DeVille ridin Cadillac bro (bro)
I'm all up in your hood nigga, checkin on my dough
Catch me with your baby mama (mama) checkin on ya hoe (hoe)
A pocket full of bread and I don't mean pita (pita)
Leanin on the stitch bitch, hand on the heater (heater)
Your gal on my meter (meter) she beggin me to beat her
But I really don't want her, damn sure don't need her
She a fly mamacita with a big round bottom (bottom)
They come a dime a dozen and I damn sure got 'em (got 'em)
Somebody should've told her that I'm all about the peso
Get up off your knees, I need the cheese, get the queso

[Chorus]
Dippin and swervin, in my Suburban
Pockets stay swollen, money I'll be holdin
Dippin and swervin, in my Suburban
Pockets stay swollen, money I'll be holdin
Dip-dippin and swervin, in my Suburban
Pockets stay swollen, money I'll be holdin
Dippin and swervin, in my Suburban
Poc-poc-pockets stay, pockets stay, mon-money I'll be holdin

[Bun B]
I'm flippin through the city, fresh fitted on my dome (dome)
Comin down candy and I'm sittin on chrome (chrome)
Eighty-fo's crankin and they squeaky like foam
Make your bitch mouth water and a nigga straight moan (moan)
Port Arthur is the home mayne and Texas is the grill (grill)
The South is what I rep so you could get it how you live (live)
A glass house dropper so they know just who it is (is)
With diamonds on the wood cause I'm handlin my biz (biz)
I'm junkin up the hood so they know just how I feel (feel)
It's UGK for life, forever ridin for the trill (trill)
Grill just blindin, we do it big timin
I'm grippin on the {?} and the slap back shinin

[Chorus]

[Bun B]
I'm flippin through the city, fresh chain up on my neck (neck)
The hood niggaz see me and I'm gettin my respect ('spect)
They understand that I ain't playin with a full deck (deck)
If you get up out of line then I'ma put yo' ass in check (check)
I'm certified partner, better know it when you see (see)
They gonna recognize it when you're fuckin with a G (G)
They put me in the cross, I'm sendin flowers to your team (why?)
I'm finna cut some branches down up off your family tree (tree)
An Underground King, that's forever and a day (day)
And I'ma lay a hater down that get up in my way (way)
Cause you can ask Skillz (Skillz) and you can ask Play (Play)
Don't fuck with that trill ass nigga from P.A. (A)

[Chorus]