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DIP DIP FREESTYLE (OG Version) Video (MV)




Performed By: Bando Dollaz
Language: English
Length: 1:37
Written by: Julious Oliver
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Bando Dollaz - DIP DIP FREESTYLE (OG Version) Lyrics
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B.S.O. B.S.O. B.S.O. Back with another flow
And you know how it is Still can't go
Ain't got no f*cking kids, bitch
Ha, ha, ha
Brrra, brrra, brrra, brrra, brrra, brrra
Bitches stay on bullshit But I'm with that new shit
ARP with a f*cking mag on that bitch
My uncle was a crip And I say it again
Motherf*ckers hatin' Cause I'm really top ten
I made a bag of the shit Now I'm trying to make a f*cking M
All my bitches think Gucci or prada You know how it is
Thousand dollar outfit Just for they f*cking kids
All my bitches got real hair ain't no f*cking wig
Put down the motherf*cking cig
That's why your ass is motherf*cking stressing
And going bald, bitch
I got hundreds in my face Hundreds in my face
Hundreds in my f*cking waist
Got some sour patch ass niggas Like some f*cking toothpaste
Delay your f*cking flight Cause you in the f*cking waste
This Glock 19 gon' put you in your f*cking place
38 shots gon' make you go to waste
My cousin Kai got that one hit a quiter
Cook your ass up and eat you for a f*cking dinner
Sorry Lord for being a sinner and a winner
Winner, winner, chicken dinner
Say it every time cause I'm a f*cking winner
Bitch
Ha
Big Gango in this bitch, nigga
Huh
Bouncing with that nasty motherf*cking flow, nigga
You know how they f*cking go, nigga
Ha, ha, ha
Big Gango on this bitch, nigga
Big L-O-K
Big H-S-K, nigga
You know what the f*ck it is
Huh, gango, I still ain't got no f*cking kids
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English

B.S.O. B.S.O. B.S.O. Back with another flow
And you know how it is Still can't go
Ain't got no f*cking kids, bitch
Ha, ha, ha
Brrra, brrra, brrra, brrra, brrra, brrra
Bitches stay on bullshit But I'm with that new shit
ARP with a f*cking mag on that bitch
My uncle was a crip And I say it again
Motherf*ckers hatin' Cause I'm really top ten
I made a bag of the shit Now I'm trying to make a f*cking M
All my bitches think Gucci or prada You know how it is
Thousand dollar outfit Just for they f*cking kids
All my bitches got real hair ain't no f*cking wig
Put down the motherf*cking cig
That's why your ass is motherf*cking stressing
And going bald, bitch
I got hundreds in my face Hundreds in my face
Hundreds in my f*cking waist
Got some sour patch ass niggas Like some f*cking toothpaste
Delay your f*cking flight Cause you in the f*cking waste
This Glock 19 gon' put you in your f*cking place
38 shots gon' make you go to waste
My cousin Kai got that one hit a quiter
Cook your ass up and eat you for a f*cking dinner
Sorry Lord for being a sinner and a winner
Winner, winner, chicken dinner
Say it every time cause I'm a f*cking winner
Bitch
Ha
Big Gango in this bitch, nigga
Huh
Bouncing with that nasty motherf*cking flow, nigga
You know how they f*cking go, nigga
Ha, ha, ha
Big Gango on this bitch, nigga
Big L-O-K
Big H-S-K, nigga
You know what the f*ck it is
Huh, gango, I still ain't got no f*cking kids
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Writer: Julious Oliver
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