The Diplomats ft. The LOX - Dipset / Lox Lyrics

It go, ta-ta-ta-ta-tah-tah
Ta-ta-ta-ta-tah-tah
This how it sound when I'm walkin'
Ta-ta-ta-ta-tah-tah
The floor light up, I'm the new Billie Jean, nigga

Look, we the Dips, Freekey, Juelz, where Capo at?
Y'all just dip salsa, where the nachos at?
In the jungle, same place they killed Pablo at
We handle beef with shells, that's a taco fact
Pulled a gun on Zeek, he say, "What y'all gon' do with that?"
They shot him, he smiled, they said, "Who is that?" (Who this?)
Understandin' niggas ain't understand my vision (no!)
Now the Panoram' surround Cam, pardon my mannerism (hello!)
Excuse my hand, two hunnid inside the band
Don't look directly in, you're bound to get an aneurysm
Crib in Florida (Florida), six corridors (yes)
All marvelous, room for the gardeners

Niggas lettin' the lead go (pow!)
Mighta thought he was Drew the way he Bledsoe
All on Instagram live lettin' the Feds know
Now you inside writin' books, lettin' your dreads grow
One hell of a run and we still runnin'
The money's on climax and still comin' (yeah)
When your account start changin', you feel somethin'
I used to window shop, now I could build somethin' (yes)
Buy a lot of kicks and love to gamble (that's it)
My SUV is the new Lambo (turbo)
Politics is gettin' serious (haha)
Diplomatic Immunity, Livin' Off Experience

Ayy, let the beat drop, Dipset, D-Block
This that straight comeback, no re-rock
Kush got me higher than a treetop
Your girl put my dick in her mouth and did the beatbox
Get her hot, teapot
Pockets lookin' like they got speed knots
Naughty sweats, Reeboks
Fur draggin' like a Ewok
Race back to back, look like Star Wars when we speed bop
West side to East side, we ride
No top, gettin' dome, gettin' blown while I breeze by
Watch look like I'm tryna freeze time
Drippin' water like I deep-sea dive
Jeans cost a stack, they ain't Levi's
Screamin' when we see cops
A-B-C-D-E-F you, out the G ride
1942, these ain't cheap shots
Amsterdam to Nepperham, we got the streets locked

Niggas shoot the heavy guns, shoot in front of anyone
Who lookin' to die when this Henny done? (Who lookin' to die?)
I'm hoppin' out this European gettin' in this hooptie
'Cause they let that shit ring when the semi come (let it ring)
They call me David, I wave it like it's a flag, it's a mag in it
Yeah, I'm squeezin' off everyone (squeezin')
I'm playin' Dip while I dip in the whip (skrrt) to the Set where you slip in the clip
They in check, are they gettin' you hit? (CHECK!)
I get a check from the shit that I kick (hahaha)
My left hands when in the air, yeah, splittin' your lip
Need a poppy field like snell, fuck gettin' the brick (fuck that)
L-O-X, we just stick to the script and keep it clique, what!

That nigga Cam, that's my brother like my mother's kid
I'm a Old Dirty Bastard but I love the kids (Wu-Tang)
I be parkin' foreign cars where the gutter is (Harlem)
How you from Harlem, don't know who Huddy is? (Huddy)
And when we got richer than Rich and them
So much money that the Feds wanted to picture them
Shit, you know Rollies with a dab of ranch
Woulda run up on me if you had the chance (wish you would)
Uh, new condo, four rooms in it (check my stats)
Copped the Bentley truck, there's more room in it
So I could pull up to the club with more goons in it
Shit, the Wraith got the stars, I need the moon in it

Shit, you come to New York, you know what it is, nigga
Dipset, D-Block, bitch!
Donnie, yeah

Ayo I'm on some other shit, fuck me too, smack your mother shit
Clap off want the same years that my brother get
Royalty, never broke up, shit is loyalty
Contracts, big deals, the money never spoiled me
Black nine, black fatigue, lyrically a different league
Been high since limelight tunnel, Mr. Seein' Speed
D-Block, hood love, gun underneath your chin
Holes in your 'Make America Great' hat again
A lot of fans, tour bus, more than you, I'm forty plus
Bar for bar, L-O-X, it's nothin' for us to discuss
We miss you Pic, you'da told these rap labels to get off our dick
D-Block, Dipset, ain't no other clique, shit!