Song Info: I Bought That Bitch A Benz Cause She Use To Drive A Honda Song name is Dip Dip sung by 21 Savage.
I Bought That Bitch A Benz Cause She Use To Drive A Honda Lyrics
[Chorus]
Murder Gang s^^t
You ain’t Slaughter Gang you don’t speak my language
N^^gas really lame, boy they lamer than a b^^ch
Eat you p^^sy n^^gas like a f^^king sandwich
Maison Margiela cost a grip grip grip
B^^ches say they love the way I drip drip drip
I eat that p^^sy up and then I l^^k l^^k l^^k
Wet a n^^ga block and then I dip dip dip
[Verse 1]
Young Savage pull up on your f^^king on your mother (Your mother)
Young Savage, b^^ch I’m hanging with my brothers (Brother)
Slaughter Gang savages yeah them my brothers (Yeah them my brother)
Slaughter Gang got choppers like under covers (Pew pew pew)
Hit that b^^ch with a rubber (Yeah)
F^^k her on the dresser boy I f^^k her on the covers (Yeah, yeah)
I keep a lethal weapon like my name Danny Glover (Yeah)
I’m just here to f^^k yah baby I ain’t here to love yah (21)
Send you to yah n^^ga cause I heard he a sucka (Sucka)
If he run up on me like a swisher, I’ma a bust em (Buuh)
Pop pop pop pop n^^ga get to duckin’ (Duckin’)
I’m a ladies man b^^ches call me mc’ lovin’ (Yahhhhhh)
[Chorus]
Murder Gang s^^t
You ain’t Slaughter Gang you don’t speak my language
N^^gas really lame, boy they lamer than a b^^ch
Eat you p^^sy n^^gas like a f^^king sandwich
Maison Margiela cost a grip grip grip
B^^ches say they love the way I drip drip drip
I eat that p^^sy up and then I l^^k l^^k l^^k
Wet a n^^ga block and then I dip dip dip
[Verse 2]
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, scrape the motha f^^kin’ bowl up
Young savage b^^ch I’m in the kitchen cooking cola
Real street n^^ga man I love that baking soda
B^^ch get on my nerves
I pour a muthaf^^kin’ four up (Mud, mud)
Told that n^^ga get his funds up (Yeah)
Rep that S^^ Money so you know I got my guns up
Word on the street savage f^^ked your baby mamma (I did) Jamaican Don Dada I Murder for fun yah
I bought that b^^ch a Benz cause she use to drive a Honda (Wuu wuu)
You been skripping all your life and you still stay with your mamma (Broke a^^ b^^ch)
[Chorus]
Murder Gang s^^t
You ain’t Slaughter Gang you don’t speak my language
N^^gas really lame, boy they lamer than a b^^ch
Eat you p^^sy n^^gas like a f^^king sandwich
Maison Margiela cost a grip grip grip
B^^ches say they love the way I drip drip drip
I eat that p^^sy up and then I l^^k l^^k l^^k
Wet a n^^ga block and then I dip dip dip