Tipsy (Club Mix)

Teen drinking is very bad Yo, I got a fake ID though Yeah, yeah, yeah Yo, two step with me, two step with 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 aint 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 man we do shit for fun You aint got one nigga you betta run Now I'm in the back gettin' head from my hun While she goin down I'm breakin down what I done She smokin' my blunt sayin' she ain't havin' fun Bitch give it back now you don't get none Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Two, here comes the three to the four to the five Now I'm lookin' at shorty right in the eyes Couple seconds passed now I'm lookin' at her thighs While she tellin' me how much she hate her guy Say she got a kid but she got her tubes tied If you 21, girl, that's alright I wonder if a shake comin' with them fries If so baby can I get 'em super sized Here comes the four to the three to the two She started feelin' on my johnson right out the blue Girl, you super thick, so I'm thinkin that's cool But instead of one lifestyle, 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 with the crew You know how I do but that's just what I gotta do Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Three, here comes the four to the five to the six Self explanatory, I ain't gotta say I'm rich This single man, I ain't tryna get hitched Liquor wasted on me, man, son of a bitch Brushed it-it off, now I'm back to gettin' lit With 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 clique 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 them trees" Dude, I don't care, I'm a P.I.M.P. Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, e'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) (E'rybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy)