King Tee - Let\’s Go Dippin

Well it’s a hot hot Sunday jump up around a quarter to ten
Had to run and get this blunt that I left in my Benz
I lit the shit and caught a early mornin buzz
And called my nigga E ‘What up loc? ‘ ‘What up cuz?’
I’m thinkin bout pullin out the trey for performance
And maybe hit a few corners
I let the batteries charge while the kids stood waitin
For me to hit the switch and floss the Daytons
I tap my shit yo my shit was hot
So I drove her straight down to the wash spot
They shine my shit up real glossy
Suckers starin but my shit jumps like Kriss Kross G
So fuck what ya heard cause my trey does flips
The superclean three with the lifts
I guess I got my whole day planned and I’m trippin
Quick to hit the switch so let’s go dippin

Let’s go dippin, dippin through the streets (repeat 3X)

Now I’m rollin cocked up, flossin down the street
I took Imperial to the beach
But before I arose on the scene
I saw the individuals rollin like a team
Drove a little bit futher saw mafia for life
Without a doubt everything was tight
But they gotta watch out for the King
Cause I can make my sixty-three sing
No pigs round, no I ain’t no sucka

I’m doin sixty just hangin this muthafucka
More Bound To The Ounce is what counts so I show it
Even if it means I gotta total it
Swervin from lane to lane
A Cadillac just ain’t the same
If you don’t know what I mean and ya sittin
Come on, get in, let’s go dippin

Let’s go dippin, dippin through the streets (repeat 3X)

I felt like Cube cause today was a good day
For me to act the fool in my trey
I’m not worried bout a sucka tryin to stick and rob
I just buck em down with my thirty-odd
Creeped up to the beach, packed to capacity
Hoes walkin by ‘Hi Your Majesty’
I said I’m not Young MC but what’s the flava
I played it like Troop cause I’m not ??souped??
I park my shit on three wheels cause I’m ill
Compton’s on the set with the real deal
This one’s for the riders all around the world
Dippin through the hood wit your girl
Bumps in the back, sunroof top
Niggas lookin crazy so I’m reachin for the gloc
Every hood knows where the blood and are crippin
Ain’t nothin like a Sunday out just dippin

Let’s go dippin, dippin through the streets (repeat 3X)

Kid Rock - Somebody\’s Gotta Feel This

I used to party with the Betties on the lower east side
Never drop top forty cause I always rock b sides
G rides with a hundred spokes to match
We roll two deep…three freaks…four amps in the back
I kicked that crack game rap game now I let my axe bang
Livin’ in sin and it’s a beautiful thing
I wanna twang like Hang…rock like roll
Got soul like Stevie when I’m under the sun and so

Somebody’s gotta feel this
Someone’s got to feel this
Somebody’s gotta feel this
Someone’s got to feel this
Somebody’s gotta feel this
Someone’s got to feel this

I never had a lot of money never made much sense
Been chasin’ bunnies like a dummy overlookin’ my rent
He spent every rent cent puttin’ hickeys on his bed
He’s rockin’ dickie’s slippin lickin’ honey’s steady
Lookin’ for love I put my talent on hold
Told my soul to glow it said get up and go
And so I packed my bags with a whole lot of realness

Somebody’s gotta feel this
Someone’s got to feel this

Somebody’s gotta feel this
Someone’s got to feel this
Somebody’s gotta feel this
Someone’s got to feel this

I see these people makin’ money and it’s funny to me
Tryin’ to act that fresh I wish they’d bump into me
‘Cause it ain’t nothing to me want to eat a little more
Taste a little bit pride from every drink that I pour
I’ve been a whore for years showing love to my peers
Never sold for any less than what I see in the mirror
Steer wide to avoid the blows I’ve been dealt
Let the six strings ride when the twelves are felt
So when you see me tuggin’ on the end of my roap
You better raise up or duck when I reach in my coat because

Somebody’s gotta feel this
Somebody’s gotta feel this
Someone’s got to feel this
Someone’s got to feel this
Somebody’s gotta feel this
Someone’s got to feel this
Somebody’s gotta feel this
Someone’s got to feel this

Feel this

Kevin Lyttle - Last Drop

(You..you..you..you..baby..you..)
I wanna say..

You say that you want it
You say that you need it
You say that you like what I do when I do..
What I do to you

[Hook]
But it’s driving me crazy
Coz you keep on harrassing me
Keep telling me your wantin’ me

[Chorus x2]
So I’m gonna make you scream my name
I’m gonna make you holla for more
And I aint gonna stop baby,
Till you’re down to the very last drop
Yeah yeah

Down to the very last drop
Ladies, It’s all about
You you you you you you my babies
It’s you you you you you you you
You say that you love it
The way that I do it
You say that its making you freaky

When I’m not around to do you

[Repeat Hook + Chorus x2]
(My Ladies, my ladies)

You you you you
You you you you
Because
(K) is for the kisses I give to you
(E) is for every thing I do
(V) is for the visits I visit you
Baby you know that
(I) is for the way you inspire me
(N) is for all nasty
Sexually, we can be
Baby Yeah

[Repeat Chorus x3]
Down to the very last drop
Down to the very last drop
Down to the very last drop
Down to the very last drop