Dippins

I came home last night y'all, I could tell something wrong

Look at my woman fade like she was surprised that I came home

I went into the bedroom y'all, I could tell something just went right

The baby tore her pillow on the floor like she had been in a pillow fight

And when I confronted her about it, she's starting cussing, tripping

Well, I believe to my soul

Somebody's been dipping their dipper in my dippins

Now here's another thing y'all make me so suspicious

When I'm gone, she's all alone, what about all these dirty dishes?

Champagne glasses on the table, can't unlike a little two

Tell me, what you been doing baby, or what you plan to do?

When I asked her about it, she got mad, she got tripping

I believe to my soul

Someone's been dipping their dipper in my dippins

Hey, baby

I believe to my soul, someone's been dipping their dipper in my dippins

Who been at my table eating my bread

Who been in my cooker jar, who been in my bed

Ashes in my ass tray y'all, I don't even smoke

Footprint in my front yard leading to my back door

And when I asked her about it, she got mad, she got tripping

That's what made me believe to my soul

Someone's been dipping their dipper in my dippins

That's why I believe to my soul

Someone's been dipping their dipper in my dippins

Tell me, who's been in my bed?

Tell me, who's been at my table eating my bread?

Somebody's been driving my car

Somebody's been eating my cookies in the cooker jar

Somebody's been dipping their dipper in my dippins

Somebody's been dipping their dipper (oh Lord)

In my dippins (that's why she's tripping)

Somebody's been dipping their dipper in my dippins