Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dipset X-mas Time, artist - Jim Jones. Date of issue: 04.12.2006
Song language: English
Dipset X-mas Time |
| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time |
| It’s fin to be a good Christmas this year |
| Santa know when you’re good or bad and we’re ballin' |
| The music’s tight, the block is stuffed |
| We’re here tonight and that’s what’s up |
| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time |
| Livin' fast it’s dipset Christmas time |
| Look I’m tryna live everyday like it’s Christmas |
| I shovel yay so everyday a *** risk this |
| Blow from the copeyes, feelin' like popeyes |
| 'Cause I’m in the coupe with a chicken and a biscuit |
| My *** get the same thing every year |
| Different mew new year match the color with they hair |
| And you know it cost kitty if I wear |
| A red monkey on the jeans, eleven hundred for the pair |
| Might show 'em how to ball this year, yeah |
| The dogs the fresh London fog this year |
| Put the box up pull out the foxy long hair |
| Fresh ta death might open a morgue this year |
| That’s how I’m feelin' holiday season |
| That’s the holiday greeting |
| Buy a ratchet for the holiday heathin' |
| They might be doin' holiday squeezin', ya dig? |
| The music’s tight, the block is stuffed |
| We’re here tonight and that’s what’s up |
| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time |
| Livin' fast it’s dipset Christmas time |
| I want it all from racetracks to the ball games |
| Now we race fast in the Porsche thing |
| I gotta ball gettin' cash of the raw cane, I got it |
| And wifey want the super charged range, she got it |
| I think the coupe might do the hard thing for real |
| Gotta do seventy and I pops the wing |
| A little car trivia, every car giddy up like a Clydesdale |
| The mood is right and I’m high as hell |
| Big trucks through the snow like a one horse slay |
| The V-12 come with five hundred horses |
| And my whole team ballin' and we all flossy |
| Now I’m hearin' piff while I’m sniffin' the eggnog |
| Pumpin' my *** and I’m whippin' the best cars |
| That’s 'cause we get dough |
| So this year mommy Benz with the red bow |
| You know we gettin' dollas like pref low |
| Holiday season so we sippin' on the XO |
| The music’s tight, the block is stuffed |
| We’re here tonight and that’s what’s up |
| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time |
| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time |
| Livin' fast it’s dipset Christmas time |
| It’s Christmas time everybody jolly |
| Feel it blood, everybody wanna party |
| Get ya flag on red rags out |
| Feelin' good pull the red jags out |
| We gonna ball at the red lights |
| Shit pretty ***, blind a ho with the head lights |
| Oh, I heard lotus poppin' |
| A lotta pretty *** with the fishnet stockings |
| Hit the club by the bar route |
| Where the dutches at get the jars out |
| And put the piffy in the air |
| I ain’t that bent don’t skip me, give it here |
| And we could one two step |
| Throw ya gang up what hood you rep nine tres |
| And everybody spazz out |
| Get blowed homie 'til you *** pass out, it’s Christmas |
| The music’s tight, the block is stuffed |
| We’re here tonight and that’s what’s up |
| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time |
| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time |
| Livin' fast it’s dipset Christmas time |
| Hey, hey, have a very merry Christmas |
| Have a dipset Christmas and a happy New Year |