Roger McBride, mostly known as King Tee (formerly known as King T), is an American West coast rapper from Compton, California. "IV Life" is the fourth album by hip hop artist King Tee Released: March 28, 1994 Label : MCA Records Producer "Dippin'' : DJ Broadway, King Tee Chart positions Album single "Dippin'' : # 46 Hot Rap Singles Album Chart positions : # 10 Top Heatseekers ; # 23 Top R&B/Hip Hop Albums ; # 171 Billboard 200 King Tee - " Dippin' " Lyrics : 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 [x3] 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 [x3] 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 [x3]