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diorceo - sippin(red cup) lyrics

yea…..
you know what it is……lets go!
yea…..uh……yea……uh huh…
(you already know!)
see man some gon take shots and then start taking shots at you
i’m gon give you the real regardless
(mbk4l lets get it!)
[verse 1: diorceo]
i’m sipping on this red cup, trying to get my bread up
my elaborate thoughts nice, i’m eating good, but i’m fed up
you lying while you here, thats something i dont condone
so let me sip whats in this cup, they say the truth come when you gone
even though you can’t handle it ,i’m drunk, so let me ramble it
what you say drunk, i say sober, if you dont understand this sh-t
overstand the understatement, these undercards overrated
truth is i feel i’m the best so i guess i’ll just demonstrate it
give me lemons i’ll lemonade it, definition of trying to make it
faded emotions, f-ck with me get your feelings eliminated
peep i’ve never been a hater, so i laugh when i’m being hated
f-ck n-ggas focused on me like they he man woman haters
or broads i no longer play with, we rolled i blade it, then skated
patron and lemonade make me make’em feel like we really dating
a drunken mind speak sober thoughts, i’m giving that rule a facelift
i’m gon tell you what it is regardless so i guess i’m wasted

[bridge:diorceo]
i’m balling running down the court yelling outlet
you a square trying to squeeze off in my circle now thats an outfit
got your giirl in the outfield, she catching these b-lls
a g pedigree do i dog her, i’ll let you cash and call her, i’m chillin

[hook:diorceo]
sippin on this red cup
sip, sippin on this red cup trying to get my bread up
sip, sip, sip, sippin on this red cup
sip, sip, sippin on this red cup
sip ,sippin on this red cup, trying to get my bread up

[verse 2:diorceo]
eastside, 7 mile, check my profile and resume
talk is cheap, but it can still take the price of your life away
we breed hustlers in every lane
sip the finest of everything
i’m connected like flight delays
but mbk my ace of spades
plotting a world takeover i just call it growing up
see that truth in that red cup is too much it got you throwing up
i’m faded in the club, dont ask me whats the deal
see i dont i dentify with lames so i have no idea
that xo make me think about the darkness in these light years
trying to make the future a dream cause that past held nightmares
focused like i visited the waldo eye center for my iris
but you can’t see me in the slightest that cup closes eyelids
circulate, am i getting it, why certainly
if you purping i’m straight, only serious inquiries worth a chase
these are just my thoughts i dont really need liquor to display’em
i’m phil jackson in the play offs, calling shots and i take’em

[bridge 2; diorceo]
i’m coaching, got a team scoring in the game of life
i’m scoring got your wife trying to see what the game is like
my cup is rojo, and whats in it got me feeling right
i’m cool so k!ll the hype i recline with something nice, i’m chillin

[hook]
sippin on this red cup
sip, sippin on this red cup trying to get my bread up
sip, sip, sip, sippin on this red cup
sip, sip, sippin on this red cup
sip ,sippin on this red cup, trying to get my bread up

outro: diorceo
yea…..so there you have it…..
sip with ya dawg, no extra theatrics…
i’m gon give you what it is everytime and all that…
mbk4l……dreams into our reality……

- diorceo lyrics

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