Man I spit that pimp talk you hang out where the pimps collide it's a pimp in my ride, no need
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To pimp the ride this ain't the pimp camp, pimp limp, pimp stance pimp slap a slim tramp order
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Steak shrimp scamp. ok-k-kay you g-g-gay I souflet' ya toupet and bottles be a bouquet right
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Where you stay or where you stayed at 45 trey duce spade sprayed you stayed unload the click
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Clack to ya fit cap hold the shit back say goodbye and go commit that for 9 years spain had the
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Time share back to time square I got dimes here by the port authority but I got more authority ya
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Girl she ordered morey checks she forge em' for me reporters report me how she report to the
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Whorgey but it's more to the story her daughter applaud me
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[Chorus - Nicole Wray:]
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We in the zone our soldiers like to stand by, never alone we 'bout to make the Jones'cry "dipset
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Dipset dipset dipset dipset dipset" we hold our own I think you get move us or push us we step
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To the side that's why they call us "family ties" "dipset dipset dipset dipset dipset dipset"
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From the back of the cop-ride to black on black black when we cop rides I will not hide hi mom
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Hot dodge dick on her nose now she's cock-eyed from whippin' the bake-in-rolls to outside
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Whippin' the bacon rolls sanai lathan nose I'm rakein' but makin' doe 80 holes in ya' shirt there
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Ya' own jamaican clothes I ain't talkin' the poconos, I'm talkin' the aspins the slopes we go you
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Get the "okey doke" play me baby I hope he know we break noses call him baby pinnochio fuckin'
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Lier I hold him wit' blue mittins two pigeons what the fuck are you pitchin' one house two
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Kitchens whose bitchin I bring the diesel won't see the fooschnickens and I don't trust a hoe
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That smuthered the baby-mother mother-fucker you look like a lady-lover I'll tuck slap her, dap
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Her, plus clap her tell her drink come get drunk it's nut cracker and it's well known that Rell
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Home yup!! hit E.T up on the cell phone as ya' family dies and my family rise call the network
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Dipset family ties
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[Chorus]
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They see me in that lavender tank you ravege ya' faint I was fort lauder you was saint ladder
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Day saints whips get lavered in paint ride wit' the rappers, scrap wit' the actors, cap back abra
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Cadabra and I'm apalled think that we hit all comfortable me and more these rappers all theodore
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Huxdable they mother's a lawyer, they father's a doctor auction coke to the coppers glocks in the
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Locker and who you supposed to be get hung from the roseries call me C.O.D that's coke and them
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Oser "D" some ole'D B off them oser D I ain't give a fuck as long as they ain't close to me put
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Ya' drugs in the air give a toast to me pump that dip in ya' veins get dope like me fuck Kerry
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And Bush you should vote for me for-real nigga on the real the last hope is me!
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[Chorus]
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Family Ties
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