Dip Set Lyrics

Dip Set lyrics

(*talking*)



Yeah, it's your boy Magnificent



AKA Magno ya heard, the Rookie of the Year coming soon



Putting it down, Swisha House Swisha Blast



Collection Plate, is now being sent around baby, yeah







[Hook - 2x]



Magnificent 3rd (3rd), Magno coast (coast)



What I grip (grip), nigga that 4-4



What I flip (flip), swangas and 4's (4's)



Magno, Magno, Magno, Magno







[Magno]



Down South we keep a clip in the Regal, as if it was legal



Niggas on the block, flipping them eagles



That's a very big verb, very quick with slick verbs



I'm down South, so you know I sip syrup



And pop handle bars, dodge cops with scanner cards



I was 13, popping holes on my handle bars



That's my peddle bike, before I got my cheddar right



This is 3rd Coast, let me show you what my ghetto like



North Houston, Greenspoint to be exact



We double hustle, sell c.d.'s with a ki attached



See me in the cleanest Lac, G.P. where you'll see me at



Koopa told you, it don't take a true genius act



That you don't know my green is stacked, haters I love those



They make me click, and flick buggars out the snub nose



Oops now the club closed, time to plug hoes



We roll spinners down South, look at my Dubs go







[Hook - 2x]







[Magno]



Blow on trees hoes on knees, fo's or threes



The H roll swangas, D-Town roll G's







(*scratching*)



H roll swangas, D-Town roll G's



H roll swangas, D-Town roll G's







It's Magno I bust flows at ease I gotta keep that flow blazing



Like a unemployed doctor, I got no patients



Gotta keep that money coming, so why you dummies fronting



Like I ain't fucking your bitch, and got your honey cumming



Getting brain frequent



I don't handcuff em, I don't know where your freak went







(*scratching*)



I don't handcuff em, I don't know where your freak went



I don't handcuff em, I don't know where your freak went







I get Cali, with my L.A. peers



I'm like the Denver Broncos, in they Elway years



Mean whips screens lit, like some L.A. gears



You click and chill with the mean shit, I can tell they queers



New glock uzi new hot floozy, that'll give brain



Without spilling a stain on my new Bykuzie



Yes that's a Celtics throwback, you can tell we wrote that



That's them haters whining, mad cause I'm getting mo' cash







[Hook - 2x]