Baby Girl

[Intro: Jim Jones]<br>Clap, Byrd Gang, clap, Byrd Gang, clap Dip-Set!!!<br>Can I get a G clap, Byrd Gang, clap, Byrd Gang<br>Clap, Byrd Gang<br>Can I get a G clap<br><br>[Verse: 1 Jim Jones]<br>I be like hoooold up, wait a minute<br>I`m in the coupe, laiiiiid up in it<br>Sunk in the seat, suede all in it<br>Drop top roof blowin haze all in it<br>And yall know imma straight up menace<br>Run up in ya crib there`s a safe up in it<br>New York City yall aint safe up in it<br>Yall niggaz fugaze, my niggaz authentic<br>The game like bitches that need make-up<br>These niggaz beefin and kissin and then they make-up<br>Shit, I still prowl through the gutta<br>All you hear em say is that`s a wild muthafucka<br>Its been a while muhfucker<br>Had to fall back, face trial cause of Rucker<br>One-Eyed Willie, you can come try kill me<br>Still ridin that 5, you can get hung high silly<br><br>[Chorus: Max B]<br>Baby girl, you tryna be down with the Dip-Set?<br>Well then you gotta get ya lips wet<br>Baby girl we gettin them big checks, tre-pound, sawed-off, we splittin <br>them big checks<br>Yall aint thought he posed ta flow<br>Thought he posed ta go<br>Thought he posed ta blooooooow<br>Its Dip-set baby, DIP-SET!!!<br>Nigga its Jim Jones<br><br>[Verse 2: Jim Jones]<br>Now everybody know me<br>Usually in the club wit a bunch of O.G`z<br>We pop bottles and we all smoke weed<br>And we`ll burn this bitch down, better call po-lice<br>And yall know yall don`t want that beef<br>I`m tryna G-Mack look at all these freaks<br>Besides, the dance floor look sweet<br>So like Lil` Jon we can all skeet skeet<br>I`m tryna bag this bimbo<br>Mad she spilled her drink on the tan Timbo`s<br>Stuntin` hard in my B-Boy pose<br>You aint got nuttin on me dogz aint V I aint drove<br>Fuck about the law top-speed on the road<br>.44 squeeze, breathe, relooooaad<br>And if I gotta take it that far<br>That mean I left the club nigga and went straight to the car<br><br>[Chorus: Max B]<br>Baby girl, you tryna be down with the Dip-Set?<br>Well then you gotta get ya lips wet<br>Baby girl we gettin them big checks, tre-pound, sawed-off, we splittin <br>them big checks<br>Yall aint thought he posed ta flow<br>Thought he posed ta blooooooow<br>Its Dip-set baby, DIP-SET!!!<br>Nigga its Jim Jones<br><br>[Verse 3: Jim Jones]<br>I live a hard rock life<br>Mix a whole pot til that hard rock white<br>Six 4-5, hard top white<br>Big 4-5 for you hard rocks aite<br>And my advice to the buyers<br>Although the City`s hot I rock ice thru the fire<br>Listenin to Pac, live life like rider when I pull up to the block fiends <br>wipin off the tires<br>So I got to be the hardest<br>15th and Lennox when my posse in the projects<br>500 on the tennis, I`m like Gotti in the projects<br>Jewish lawyers niggaz so I gots to be the charges<br>So how`s that for starters<br>.40cal niggaz, blow back ya starter<br>New Jack City 2 blocks from the carter<br>Foul hunreds double up a.ka. this is harlem<br><br>[Chorus: Max B]<br>Baby girl, you tryna be down with the Dip-Set?<br>Well then you gotta get ya lips wet<br>Baby girl we gettin them big checks, tre-pound, sawed-off, we splittin <br>them big checks<br>Yall aint thought he posed ta flow<br>Thought he posed ta blooooooow<br>Its Dip-set baby, DIP-SET!!!<br>Nigga its Jim Jones