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j-kwon - tipsy 09 lyrics

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paroles de la chanson tipsy 09 :
teen drinking, is very bad

yo, i got a fake i.d. though

yeah

yeah, yeah

yo, two step wit’ me, two step wit’ me

one, here comes the two to the three to the four

everybody drunk out on the dance floor

baby girl -ss 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 nineth and a n-gga gotta score

if not i gotta move on to the next wh0r-

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 sh-t for fun

you ain’t got one? n-gga you better run

now i’m in the back gettin’ head from a hun

while she goin’ down i’m braggin’ on what i done

she smokin’ my blunt sayin’ she ain’t havin’ fun

b-tch give it back now you don’t get none

everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy)

everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy)

everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy)

everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch 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 p-ss 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 cool

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 b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy)

everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy)

everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy)

everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch 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 b-tch

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 cl!ck

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 b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy)

everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy)

everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy)

everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy

(everybody in this b-tch gettin’ tipsy)

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