JR Writer – Pay Homage Lyrics  Share

From JR Writer's album: History In The Making

(40 Cal.)

40!
ok J.R.
it^,s like memorable moments again
ya dig,dipset
i mean...so much fuckin cake in the buildin(so much cake in the buildin)
ya^,ll wouldn^,t believe man
that^,s why my niggas got pies and shit
enough of all that

Verse 1
(40 Cal.)

uh, you see my money like a baggel shop
why i make the powder blow
first i get papi bread,then i make sour dough
you still (pumpa nickel?) move every hour slow
my work^,s so powerful, yo money ours bro
it^,s no baggel jokes,but for butter i be raisin toast
like a bread truck, i keep the latest loafs
i serve beef, grab pounds and squeeze
i^,m sick with the 40.,call it mad cow disease
my niggas get down for cheese,and felony wraps
ya^,ll niggas hamsters,really cant tell if they rats
but,you call a turtle when the shell in they back
i play eight ball for menace i can help you with that
then im,back to melt the track,soon as the vanilla crack
two-door,NSX thats a selfish act
mack to ya pelvis black,i^,ll put you where Elvis at
walkin pawn shop when i take ya chain and sell it back,crack.

(chorus)
(J.R. Writer)

It^,s the Dip...dip,dip,dip,dip,dip,dipset
you guys are not a threat,pay homage to the best nigga
Dip...dip,dip,dip,dip,dip,dipset
we got the streets owned,you can not compete homes
It^,s the Dip...dip,dip,dip,dip,dip,dipset
[ Pay Homage lyrics from
http://www.musiclyricsnow.net/j/jr-writer/pay-homage/ ]
any problems its a wrap,we put Harlem on the map yes
Dip...dip,dip,dip,dip,dip,dipset
you now rockin with the best,pay homage to the set

Verse 2
(J.R. Writer)

Ok,im ready,Uh
listen i^,m bout flippin^,,but if the slouch trippin
i^,ll put some scratch on his head like his scalp ithchin^,
dig it J.R. is hot,whippin the car is drop
barbies watch,the dealer admit it i^,m hard to top
hater i^,m back,face it you wack,J.R. is crack
the same thing they place in a pack,I stay in the trap
so no you wont hear 8-0-8 when i put some damn base on the track
i bring the fiends out,give them niggas what they need
i dont see droughts,it is figures what i see
bring them keys out,to the middle of the p^,s
no matter the temperature degree
rain,sleet,snow,i^,m pitchin them for sheeze^,
pure bricks,you^,ll have to go to Switzerland for these
i get em often breeze
its easy to the beast
you should bow down the next time you see me in the streets.

(chorus)
(J.R. Writer)

It^,s the Dip...dip,dip,dip,dip,dip,dipset
you guys are not a threat,pay homage to the best nigga
Dip...dip,dip,dip,dip,dip,dipset
we got the streets owned,you can not compete homes
It^,s the Dip...dip,dip,dip,dip,dip,dipset
any problems its a wrap,we put Harlem on the map yes
Dip...dip,dip,dip,dip,dip,dipset
you now rockin with the best,pay homage to the set

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