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DJ Infamous - Dikembe Lyrics
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[ Featuring Jeezy, 2 Chainz ]

I got me more blocks than Dikembe
I got me more blocks than Dikembe
I got me more blocks than Dikembe (Wonder)
I got me more blocks than Dikembe (talk to me!)

F*ck what you think
I f*ck with them nigga that's sippin' and drankin'
Smokin' that loud
Getting some more money, I should just live in a bank
I whip it like Kanté
It seems still ?
It might be a Benz day

I got me more blocks than Dikembe
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay

Did it for the summer
Married to the game, smoking marijuana
If you f*ck my baby momma
Then it's "F*ck my baby mama!"
I see death around the corner so I bust a Uey
You need popcorn for this movie
I've been a grown man since Juvie
Might spit on a nigga like a loogie
As a matter of fact
You gon' need a fat machine
Pockets so fat
I'ma need a racks machine
I said Lord, have mercy
Niggas so thirsty"
I'm riding around with my Friday hoe
Not your hoe, cause she's so thirsty
That old news, put it in the house, put a code blue
Get on Pro Tools and ride a motherf*cker like an old school
The bitches I'm with is so bad
She aye okay
I'm whipping that work into glass
This aye okay
I'm getting that chips,
Turning that shit into frito lay
She left the room, I told her she owe me like 6 to 8
Shitting me
Better get your shit straight
Been had a million dollar
Made it off a mixtape oh

F*ck what you think
I f*ck with them nigga that's sippin' and drankin'
Smokin' that loud
Getting some more money, I should just live in a bank
I whip it like Kanté
It seems still ?
It might be a Benz day

I got me more blocks than Dikembe
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay

I live on the block with a two way, came back with a dozer
Came back with so many blocks y'all, fill the back of a whole truck
I don't know shit about these rappers
I do not live like these rappers, nah
You can call me the OT
I am the Original Trapper, what
See me sliding in, riding in something, then you know the shit major
Talking about something so goofy
Nigga something so fruity man, nigga CJ might be gay though
Nigga I've been grinding so long, nigga hustling so long
Middle name might need to be paper
Gotta have a whole lot of blocks or a whole lot of M's
To live around here ask my neighbors, yeah
I am not talking about freedom
When I say it came with a magazine
What he got in his ears, f*ck he got in his ears
Don't it look like some tangerines
Got a bitch out in Cali
More keys than a valet
Get to streching that shit, get to whipping that shit
Type of nigga to make the block do ballet
Yeah

F*ck what you think
I f*ck with them nigga that's sippin' and drankin'
Smokin' that loud
Getting some more money, I should just live in a bank
I whip it like Kanté
It seems still ?
It might be a Benz day

I got me more blocks than Dikembe
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
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I got me more blocks than Dikembe
I got me more blocks than Dikembe
I got me more blocks than Dikembe (Wonder)
I got me more blocks than Dikembe (talk to me!)

F*ck what you think
I f*ck with them nigga that's sippin' and drankin'
Smokin' that loud
Getting some more money, I should just live in a bank
I whip it like Kanté
It seems still ?
It might be a Benz day

I got me more blocks than Dikembe
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay

Did it for the summer
Married to the game, smoking marijuana
If you f*ck my baby momma
Then it's "F*ck my baby mama!"
I see death around the corner so I bust a Uey
You need popcorn for this movie
I've been a grown man since Juvie
Might spit on a nigga like a loogie
As a matter of fact
You gon' need a fat machine
Pockets so fat
I'ma need a racks machine
I said Lord, have mercy
Niggas so thirsty"
I'm riding around with my Friday hoe
Not your hoe, cause she's so thirsty
That old news, put it in the house, put a code blue
Get on Pro Tools and ride a motherf*cker like an old school
The bitches I'm with is so bad
She aye okay
I'm whipping that work into glass
This aye okay
I'm getting that chips,
Turning that shit into frito lay
She left the room, I told her she owe me like 6 to 8
Shitting me
Better get your shit straight
Been had a million dollar
Made it off a mixtape oh

F*ck what you think
I f*ck with them nigga that's sippin' and drankin'
Smokin' that loud
Getting some more money, I should just live in a bank
I whip it like Kanté
It seems still ?
It might be a Benz day

I got me more blocks than Dikembe
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay

I live on the block with a two way, came back with a dozer
Came back with so many blocks y'all, fill the back of a whole truck
I don't know shit about these rappers
I do not live like these rappers, nah
You can call me the OT
I am the Original Trapper, what
See me sliding in, riding in something, then you know the shit major
Talking about something so goofy
Nigga something so fruity man, nigga CJ might be gay though
Nigga I've been grinding so long, nigga hustling so long
Middle name might need to be paper
Gotta have a whole lot of blocks or a whole lot of M's
To live around here ask my neighbors, yeah
I am not talking about freedom
When I say it came with a magazine
What he got in his ears, f*ck he got in his ears
Don't it look like some tangerines
Got a bitch out in Cali
More keys than a valet
Get to streching that shit, get to whipping that shit
Type of nigga to make the block do ballet
Yeah

F*ck what you think
I f*ck with them nigga that's sippin' and drankin'
Smokin' that loud
Getting some more money, I should just live in a bank
I whip it like Kanté
It seems still ?
It might be a Benz day

I got me more blocks than Dikembe
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
I got me more blocks that Dikembe, ay okay
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Writer: Jay Wayne Jenkins, Jenkins Epps, Marco Rodriguez-Diaz
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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