Tipsy (Instrumental)

歌詞

Teen drinking, is very bad Yo I got a fake I.D. though Yea (Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot) Yo, two step witme two step wit'me One, here comes the two to the three to the four Everybody drunk out on the dance floor Baby girl ass jiggle like she want more Like she a groupie and I ain't even on tour Maybe cause she heard that I rhyme hardcore Or maybe cause she heard that I buy out the stores Bottom of the 9th and a nigga gotta score If not I gotta move on to the next whore Here comes the three to the two to the one Homeboy trippin' he don't know I got a gun When it come to pop we do shit for fun You ain't got one Nigga you better run Now I'm in the back getting head from a hun While she goin down I'm braggin on what I done She smokin' my blunt saying she ain't havin fun Bitch give it back now you don't get none Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Two, here comes the three to the four to the five Now I'm lookin' at shorty right in her eyes Couple seconds pass now I'm lookin at her thighs Why she tellin' me how much she hate her guy Say she got a kid but she got her tubes tied Girl you 21 girl that's alright I'm wonderin' if a shake comin' wit' those fries If so baby can I get them super-sized Here comes the four to the three to the two She stay feelin' on my johnson right out the blue Girl you super thick so I'm thinkin thats coo But instead of one life hat I need two Her eyes got big when she glanced at my jewels Expression on her face like she ain't got a clue Then she told me she don't run wit' the crew You know how I do but that's just what I gotta do Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Three,then comes the four to the five to the six Self Explanatory I ain't gotta say I'm rich Yes single man I ain't tryin to get hitched Liquor wasted on me man Son of a bitch Brushed it off now I'm back to gettin lit Wit' some orange juice man This some good 'ish Homeboy trippin' cause I'm starin' at his chick Now he on the sideline starin' at my click Here comes the five to the four to the three Hands in the air if you cats drunk as me Club owner said Kwon put out those trees Dude I don't care I'm a P.I.M.P Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy