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Canciones más populares de Jim Jones
Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jim Jones
Stimme und Gesang
JR Writer
Stimme und Gesang
Juelz Santana
Stimme und Gesang
Latiff
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Corey 'Latif' Williams
Songwriter:in
Joseph Jones
Songwriter:in
LaRon James
Songwriter:in
Rusty Brito
Songwriter:in
Zukhan Bey
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Carlisle Young
Mischtechniker:in
Zukhan Bey
Produzent:in
Letras
[Verse 1]
When I'm dippin' on the grind, I get my money quick
But sometimes I wanna lay up with my honey dip
She be with me 'cause she ain't like all them other chicks
Let you hit, then she split, that's why I got a honey dip
From the club to the telly, you know how it is
Most of these chicks, I never tell 'em where a **** live
Try to reach me at my mansion or my mother crib
Hit my cell, hit my two, now I'm at my honey dip's
[Verse 2]
Yo, we talked about eight, said I was comin' through to hit
Now it's wee hours in the mornin', I'm drunker than a bitch
Stumblin' and shit, I jumped up in the whip
I flipped open the horn like, where's my honey dip?
And bitch fuck your man tonight, you know my steelo
Sizzurp with the Cristal, the corners playin' CeeLo
You see me, well, you just smile, you know we on the le-low
I'm whippin' through the town like we ballin' up a kilo
Huh, I'm tryna dip up in the telly
Dip up in the room, then dip up in her belly
Dip off on Pirellis, dip sets Fonzarelli
My white t-shirt lookin' dip up in my Pelle
Smokin' weed up in the Range, full speed, left lane
It's me against the world, M.O.B. up in my vein
With another **** girl, gettin' low to give me brain
If the bitch about the cause, you ain't gotta spit no game
[Verse 3]
When I'm dippin' on the grind, I get my money quick
But sometimes I wanna lay up with my honey dip
She be with me 'cause she ain't like all them other chicks
Let you hit, then she split, that's why I got a honey dip
From the club to the telly, you know how it is
Most of these chicks, I never tell 'em where a **** live
Try to reach me at my mansion or my mother's crib
Hit my cell, hit my two, now I'm at my honey dip's
[Verse 4]
You know I'm lookin' for a honey dip, but I'm no dummy
Most these bunnies are money hungry and lookin' for a money clip
So after the brother hit, I'll tell a honey dip
She won't see a contact, address, nor buddy list
I ain't on some hubby shit, that lovey dovey shit
It's nothin', trick, I'm somethin' slick
You couldn't get enough of it
How the slugger just slidin' through the check-in
With that linin' on the Wesson, hundred diamonds on my neck and
Wrist shit, I'm rich, bitch, rhymin's my profession
Watch how I do this stupid grindin' and perfectin'
Who's flyer when I step in? Got 'em spyin' every second
'Cause that '06 Charger remind him of a seven
Yes, ma'am, I'm so fresh, the pro mess with bread, honey
My jeans eight hunnid, these are called Red Monkey
The flossin' is gone, come talk to a don
Fly enough to belong on a catwalk in Milan, holla
[Verse 5]
When I'm dippin' on the grind, I get my money quick
But sometimes I wanna lay up with my honey dip
She be with me 'cause she ain't like all them other chicks
Let you hit, then she split, that's why I got a honey dip
From the club to the telly, you know how it is
Most of these chicks, I never tell 'em where a **** live
Try to reach me at my mansion or my mother crib
Hit my cell, hit my two, now I'm at my honey dip's
[Verse 6]
I got me a lovely chick, I got me a slutty chick
I got 'em all, but my favorite one is my honey dip
She get drunk with me, roll the piff up with me
Throw singles at other hoes in the strip club with me
She do anything for just one quickie
She a nympho chick for this slow dick
She give no lip, she just go get
The paper I ask her for, my bitch so quick
Plus she know every Santana song
And she don't mind puttin' this damn bandana on
Slap her ass, tell her, dance in this thong
She do it all for Daddy, she move it all for Daddy
She get a brick, and she boof it all for Daddy
Hit the road, shake the state troopers off for Daddy
And she bring all that paper back
No short paperback, she sure don't play with that
[Verse 7]
When I'm dippin' on the grind, I get my money quick
But sometimes I wanna lay up with my honey dip
She be with me 'cause she ain't like all them other chicks
Let you hit, then she split, that's why I got a honey dip
From the club to the telly, you know how it is
Most of these chicks, I never tell 'em where a **** live
Try to reach me at my mansion or my mother crib
Hit my cell, hit my two, now I'm at my honey dip's
Written by: Corey 'Latif' Williams, Joseph Jones, L. L. James, Rusty Brito, Zukhan Bey