dippin' and swervin' in my suburban
dippin' and swervin' in my suburban
dippin' and swervin' in my suburban
i'm dippin through the city
nigga checkin on my dough
catch me with yo baby momma
a pocket full of bread and i don't mean pita
leanin on this ditch bitch
she begging me to beat er
but i really don't want it
she a fly mamasita with a big round bottom
they come a dime a dozen and i damn sure got em
somebody should've told er that i'm all about the pay so
dippin' and swervin' in my suburban
dippin' and swervin' in my suburban
i'm dippin through the city
comin' down candy and i'm sittin on chrome
eighty-fo's crunkin' and they sqeaky like chrome
make you bitch mouthwater and a nigga straight moan
mane and texas is the grill
the south is what i rep so you can get it how you live
a glass house dropper so they know just who it is
with diamonds on the wood cuz i'm handling my biz
i'm jumpin up the hood so they know just how i feel
it's ugk for life but if i'm ridin for the trill
and i'm grippin on the grip and i slap that shinin
dippin and swerving in my suburban
dippin and swerving in my suburban
i'm dippin through the city
the hood niggas see me and i'm getting my respect
they understand that i ain't playin with a fork yet
if you get up out of line then i'mma put yo ass in check
better know it when you see
they gonna recognize it when you're fuckin with a g
i'm sending flowers to your team
i'm finna cut some branches down up off your family tree
and i'mma lay a hater down that up in my way
if you can ask him then you can explain
don't fuck with that trill ass nigga from pa
dippin and swerving in my suburban
dippin and swerving in my suburban