Dimelo Lyrics

[Chorus]
Di-di-d-DIMELO!
What it do, my dude?
DIMELO
If you talkin' bout doe
DIMELO
Sippin' añejo
DIMELO
Di-di-d-DIMELO!
Di-di-d-DIMELO!
Di-di-d-DIMELO!
Di-di-d-DIMELO!

[Verse 1: Solace]
Mastered the craft thinking like a learner
Finished up with the front then I turn her
Time-Truth be the Truth like Sojourner
Used to tell my brother hook my name next to the burner
Avoid loss, my cohorts take no shorts
While you and your boys wear boy shorts
We loading them up and knockin'em down y'all
My team will clown y'all
Used to stunt by the DKNY wall
And not to jump the gun
But pull out on my team then we jump the gun
And we jumping you for fun, uh...
Spot rusherz, rushin' the spot, cold as Russia
Iron to your dome like a skull crusher
Wassup? pears from Prussia
Bless ya, make you feel the pressure
Dogs, it's nothing lesser
Now you praise that book laying on your dresser
My brothers treasure the trust no scales can measure
Light the li-damp ladi dadi hardbody
Make me get amped
Ma, I hit more skins than Winamp
So here's your chi-dance to learn from experience
Got'em fearing this... smacking clowns serious

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Oprime39]
Snake charmer
Lines sharp as a Dominican barber (listen)
Three Hail Marys and four Our Fathers
To wash away the sin but the pain still haunt us
Here to rain on parades and take thunder
Keep a Glock in my waist so take cover
Two brothers- great as the eighth wonder
You underground? make sure that you stay under! Switch the topic, German cockpit
With my top pick, and she topless
Tropicana Ciroc touring the tropics
Switch to killer instincts for niggas pop shit
Life's a gamble like a game of craps
Time Truth here to bring the flavor back with amazing raps
Play the back and blaze a sack
Need to get'em clapped? we can arrange for that
I sport flaps on my caps with the patch to match
Boosting racks out the back outta Sacks Fifth Ave
Laying traps for you rats speeding past too fast
Gave a jab to this jack trying to jack my cash, what!

[Verse 3: Solace]
Bread in the vent like Walt White
Y'all type all hype on site you talk light
It's all right, short days, long nights
Spit the Cronkite, snatch the wind out ya lungs like Bronchite
Went down the wrong pipe...
Your whole staff knows that you the big rat
So they on strike...
Dressed in all white like a Santero
Palms grippin' strong metal, hello you on the wrong level
This the Cellar not the lobby
My team of Hammurabi's melt your face like Paul McCartney's
Outfit theme looking real nautical
On the side write a chronicle for Monocle
Solace the honorable, educate the common fool
On how to turn a paper plate to China stacked with all the food
Couldn't see through the windows of my soul with binoculars
They try to copy us it's obvious
Dominicano but we roll with Yugoslavians
To shut your lights out and let you know the party ends
Use your common sense, save the arguments
Or get your curtains closed in front of your own audience

[Chorus]

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