Lirik Lagu Honey Dip (Feat. Hell Rell, Juelz, Latiff) - Jim Jones
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[Chorus: Latiff]When I'm dippin on the grind I get my money quickBut sometimes I wanna lay up wit my honey dipShe be wit me cause she aint like all them other chicksLet you hit, then she split, that's why I got a honey dipFrom the club to the telly you know how it isMost of the chicks I never tell em where a nigga liveTryna reach me at my mansion or my mother cribHit my cell, hit my two, now I'm at my honey dips
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]Yo we talked about 8, said I was comin thru to hitNow its wee hours in the mornin and I'm drunker than a bitchStumblin and shit, I jumped up in the whipFlipped open the horn like where's my honey dipAnd bitch fuck ya man tonite, you know my steeloSizzurp wit the Cristal, the corners playin cee-loYou see me well you jus smile you know we on the le-lowI'm whippin thru the town like we ballin up a key loadHuh, I'm tryna dip up in the teleDip up in the room, then dip up in her bellyDip off on Pirelli's, Dip-Sets FonzarelliMy white t-shirt, lookin dip up in my PelleSmokin weed up in the RangeFull speed left laneIts me against the world, M.O.B. up in my veinWit another nigga girl, gettin low to give me brainIf the bitch about the cause you aint gotta spit no game
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Jr Writer]You know I'm lookin for a honey dipBut I'm no dummy, most these bunniesare money hungry and lookin for a money clipSo after the brother hitI'll tell a honey dipShe won't see a contact, address nor buddy listI aint on some hubby shitThat lovey dovey shit its nuttin trick I'm suttin slick you couldn't getenough of itHow a slugger jus slide up thru the check inWit that linin on the WessonHundred diamonds on my neck and wrist shitI'm rich bitch, rhymings my professionWatch how I do this stupid grindin and perfectinWho's flyer when I step in got em spyin every second, cause that 06Charger remind em of a 7Yes man I'm so fresh the pro mess wit bread honeyMy jeans 800, these are called Red MunkeyThe flossin is gone, come talk to a Don fly enough to belong on acatwalk in Mulan.....holla
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Juelz Santana]I got me a lovely chick, I got me a slutty chick, I got em all, but myfavorite one is my honey dipShe get drunk wit me, roll the piff up wit meThrow singles at other hoes in the strip club wit meShe do anything for jus one quickyShe a nympho chickFor this slow dickShe give no lip, she jus go getThe paper I ask her for, my bitch so quickPlus she know every Santana song and she don't mind puttin the damn bandana onSlap her ass tell her dance in this thongShe do it all for daddyShe move it all for daddy...Aye AyeShe get a brick and she boof it all for daddyHit the road shake the State Troopers off for daddyAnd she bring all that paper backNo short paper back, she sure don't play wit that
[Chorus]
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]Yo we talked about 8, said I was comin thru to hitNow its wee hours in the mornin and I'm drunker than a bitchStumblin and shit, I jumped up in the whipFlipped open the horn like where's my honey dipAnd bitch fuck ya man tonite, you know my steeloSizzurp wit the Cristal, the corners playin cee-loYou see me well you jus smile you know we on the le-lowI'm whippin thru the town like we ballin up a key loadHuh, I'm tryna dip up in the teleDip up in the room, then dip up in her bellyDip off on Pirelli's, Dip-Sets FonzarelliMy white t-shirt, lookin dip up in my PelleSmokin weed up in the RangeFull speed left laneIts me against the world, M.O.B. up in my veinWit another nigga girl, gettin low to give me brainIf the bitch about the cause you aint gotta spit no game
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Jr Writer]You know I'm lookin for a honey dipBut I'm no dummy, most these bunniesare money hungry and lookin for a money clipSo after the brother hitI'll tell a honey dipShe won't see a contact, address nor buddy listI aint on some hubby shitThat lovey dovey shit its nuttin trick I'm suttin slick you couldn't getenough of itHow a slugger jus slide up thru the check inWit that linin on the WessonHundred diamonds on my neck and wrist shitI'm rich bitch, rhymings my professionWatch how I do this stupid grindin and perfectinWho's flyer when I step in got em spyin every second, cause that 06Charger remind em of a 7Yes man I'm so fresh the pro mess wit bread honeyMy jeans 800, these are called Red MunkeyThe flossin is gone, come talk to a Don fly enough to belong on acatwalk in Mulan.....holla
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Juelz Santana]I got me a lovely chick, I got me a slutty chick, I got em all, but myfavorite one is my honey dipShe get drunk wit me, roll the piff up wit meThrow singles at other hoes in the strip club wit meShe do anything for jus one quickyShe a nympho chickFor this slow dickShe give no lip, she jus go getThe paper I ask her for, my bitch so quickPlus she know every Santana song and she don't mind puttin the damn bandana onSlap her ass tell her dance in this thongShe do it all for daddyShe move it all for daddy...Aye AyeShe get a brick and she boof it all for daddyHit the road shake the State Troopers off for daddyAnd she bring all that paper backNo short paper back, she sure don't play wit that
[Chorus]
