Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dip'd in Coke, artist - Juelz Santana. Date of issue: 02.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dip'd in Coke |
| See I done did everything when I could, and when I could |
| And if I could do this shit all again I would, all again I would |
| I wouldn’t change shit |
| Cause if you see me now I’m on the same shit |
| I said if you see me now I’m on the same tip |
| Y’all bitches won’t never see my game switch |
| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| Montana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all |
| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| Santana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all |
| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| Coke Boys, know you fuckin' with the best y’all |
| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| Dipset, bitch you fuckin' with the best y’all |
| It ain’t a photoshoot, we do this every night |
| I got to take it easy, Eric Wright |
| Shawty acting up, put her on connecting flight |
| I stay flee strap on, I get dressed for life |
| Ooh, got to have it, got to have it |
| A thousand thread count, come and check out the fabric |
| Purple city, purple drink, Lenny Kravitz |
| Blue diamonds, Michael Finley, yeah I’m talking Mary |
| Mobb Deep still shining, talkin' Harry |
| I’m talkin' David Copperfield, I’m talkin' magic |
| I’m talkin' what they talk about if they livin' after |
| I’m talkin' Lazarus, I’m talkin ash to ash |
| Dust to dust, like Cassius Clay was at it |
| Picasso drawing, Eminem, Marshall Mathers |
| Average to lavish, Dr. Dre, Aftermathin' |
| If you talkin' me and money, yeah I’m talkin' marriage |
| I’m talking mixing yellow with the purple, talkin' Magic |
| Talkin' Johnson and Johnson, mix it with the ashes |
| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| Montana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all |
| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| Santana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all |
| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| Coke Boys, know you fuckin' with the best y’all |
| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| Dipset, bitch you fuckin' with the best y’all |
| Everybody claim they a real one |
| Everybody ballin' 'til the bill come |
| Everybody blood 'til it’s time to spill some |
| Bitches love Paris so I take 'em to the Hilton |
| Yes y’all, I stay fresh y’all |
| Life’s a chess board, but for this dough I play Connect 4 |
| Check after check I collect, tryna collect more |
| And for a check you get checked off |
| Life’s cheap, don’t get bought |
| Life’s a bitch, money’s an escort |
| Import, export, tailor made, cut from the best cloth |
| Balmain on, niggas more than flexed us |
| Santana back to pick up where I left off |
| Y’all niggas know me |
| I was the best before the best was |
| And now I’m back for what they owe me |
| Lil boy fresh all grown up |
| Pot clickin' still turning' the stove up, yup |
| Lil nigga still dripped in gold |
| Thousand gram kilos like I’m dipped in coke |
| Fuck school, I ain’t like it |
| My mother said she want more from me |
| Not going, she said that you’re a pure dummy |
| Instead I’m trafficking in traffic out in cross country |
| Dear mama your son turned to a floss junky |
| So I stepped into the ballpark |
| Coke, I franchised like Walmart |
| Sold it to the law, lawyers, judges, and mall cops |
| Got it any occassion, nigga I’m Hallmark |
| So yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| No need to guess, I’m flee, that’s fresh y’all |
| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| Montana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all |
| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all |
| Santana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all |