Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chips 'N' Dip, artist - AMB. Album song Blood in Blood Out, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.2015
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Chips 'N' Dip |
It’s on you girl, it’s all on you, girl! |
It’s on you girl, it’s all on you! |
Look girl, you know that I wanna hit that |
You only with it cause you know I kick a sick rap |
Your man wanna combat, but I ain’t on that |
He just mad that AMB got the contract |
Funny how so many bitches wanna come by |
When back then it was, «Aww, he’s just some guy» |
Now that my paper’s straight, they wanna act right |
Flossin' them titties and steady workin' the backside |
Whisper in my ear sayin' they can treat a thug right |
Well, that ain’t me, bitch. |
I live scrub life |
Cause that’s the only way I escape |
Watchin' my old school Monday night Nitro tapes |
With my homeboys — And they' tap that ass |
Most times they do, it’s just a part of the path |
From the crowd to the stage, from the stage to the head |
Through the back, to the crew, to the bus, to the bed |
If you had it your way it wouldn’t end with a thanks |
It’d be bus to the bed then straight to the bank |
Fuck that |
All you want is some superstar sex |
To try to get you some of them superstar checks |
Keep callin' me superstar and this what you get |
Mister Otis chokin' the shit outta that pretty little neck (just fuckin' die!) |
And don’t think for a second that you’re wifey |
You get a dick and that’s it and then I’m like, «Peace!» |
It’s like this; |
you ain’t right you trife bitch, you sick |
Always out for my chips and dip |
You think them lips will get shit from me? |
Nothin' but a nut and a fuck and that’s free |
You think them lips will get shit from me? |
Nothin' but a nut and a fuck and that’s free |
It’s on you girl, it’s all on you, girl! |
It’s on you girl, it’s all on you! |
Oh no, I seen her comin' from a long ways |
She got a limp and her walkin' don’t look okay |
Steady shakin' and bakin' takin' them baby steps |
More like a shuffle or hustle, but with a broke neck |
Bitch, I ain’t got no twenty for that ass |
Cause you know crackheads don’t pay nobody back |
I can drop you off at my homie’s crib |
And they’d love to give that dirty little neden a dip, shit |
I ain’t hatin' I’m just sayin' that you playin |
All that namin' on my game, that shit’s gotta go |
And I’m creepin' and you sleepin' on them meetin' to decide |
When the fuck we gonna roll on this basehead hoe |
One thing I gotta do before you say somethin' else |
Is try to get this girl some professional help |
I’m gonna get someone to take you out |
To try to get some food instead of dick in your mouth |
Cause it’s like that |
I ain’t down and you ain’t shit |
Back up off the dip, you dumb bitch |
I chop necks and sirens |
By all means, stay off the street and start smokin' the green |
I see you screamin' at the camera up on T. V |
Steady makin' your rounds up on the news team |
Cause they give up a hoe that’s so dead and sick |
But she’ll never catch a drift of my chips and dip! |
It’s like this; |
you ain’t right you trife bitch, you sick |
Always out for my chips and dip |
You think them lips will get shit from me? |
Nothin' but a nut and a fuck and that’s free |
You think them lips will get shit from me? |
Nothin' but a nut and a fuck and that’s free |
It’s on you girl, it’s all on you, girl! |
It’s on you girl, it’s all on you! |
And that’s right! |
Scrub life, bitch! |
Sweat from my biggity balls! |