ripsi winelover - do it on the tip lyrics
[intro: megan thee stallion, jt & yung miami]
real hot girl sh+t
(do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it)
and the motherf+ckin’ city girls
(do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it)
[verse 1: ripsi winelover]
make you holla out my name
when a thug ride, can i come inside
hanging on the edge of a knife
all i wanted to do was to make it all right
life work balance get on that academic tip
stepping out fly sh+t, straight purple cloud sh+t
i probably would wear ’em but my d+ck don’t fit
f+ck your b+tch rough
she getting more than just the tip
you know i be teasing, though
dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..
and if you not convinced keep on promotin’ them
the cat p+ssed on my porch? b+tch don’t do it again
sit the f+ck down all you old b+tches stand me
told your hoe to just suck up on my c+ck tip
never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow
rocking on the beats like i’m tryna tip a cow
these gimmicks are, on some bad pimpin/
i’m gripping and slowly tempting
for the trigger, now no flinching
try to jack and i will attack
i go pimpin every night like shaq
mustache and a big nose
like a line full of hoes
i’ll be sitting there grinning
laughing at the pictures that i’m printing
diss my wardrobe but you
know i’m pimpin and you limpin
from the big big city nyc not
a west coast potpouuri suburb
after i dig her up and then
my mixtape needs a warning
sign attached so you know i’m dangerous
big pun and big l’s lifestylez
ov da poor and dangerous
big tits and a big ass
baby, you got that super bass
these wussies pretending to stand big
whips ain’t sh+t but my kicks look sick
[chorus: megan thee stallion]
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
[verse 2: jt & yung miami]
top+notch b+tch, i’m a+listed (huh?)
this city girl sh+t, can’t flex like this
old country+ass b+tch can’t dress like this (can’t)
bye, do it on the d+ck and a b+tch (period)
clap this ass on that d+ck, i’ma spazz on that d+ck
go to sleep, take a nap, i’ma crash on that d+ck
i won’t beg for no d+ck, i won’t cry for no d+ck
if your d+ck broke, n+gga, put a cast on that d+ck
rich with an attitude, r+w+a (you is)
b+tch, i got kids, i know how you hoes play (you do)
ice cube, peanut p+ssy, eat it, soufflé (ow)
these hoes my sons, i should call ’em o’shea
f+ckboys, i ain’t pressed for ’em (at all)
i need a n+gga with a patek and a tec on him (ice, ice, ice)
big d+ck, chrome hearts, and baguettes on him
if he got the bread, i’ma do the rest for him, period
[chorus: megan thee stallion]
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
[verse 3: megan thee stallion]
i would never trip about any old d+ck (yeah)
if my heart broke, it’s nothin’ that my jeweler won’t fix (that my jeweler won’t fix)
put some ice on my chest just to cool my sh+t (brr)
and i keep me a fur, ’cause i’m a real cold b+tch, ayy (ah)
i’m a cold b+tch, yes, i’m a cold piece
lookin’ for a mr. freeze to get froze like me (like me)
got a lot of cold stones, and i ain’t talkin’ ice cream (ice cream)
put my arm to the sun, bet i melt your whole team
okay, now can i take your order? i’ma serve ’em what they wanted (yeah)
b+tches thinkin’ they the sh+t when they really toilet water (when they really toilet water)
they don’t go against me, they gon’ go bar for bar? (bar for bar?)
i’ma get ’em in the end like simba did scar (ayy)
oh, sh+t, i think i’m pregnant, but i don’t see no belly (i don’t see it)
these b+tches tryna come my way before they even ready (they premature)
they say i got the sk!lls, they say i got the look (i got the look)
i got so many bars, they puttin’ money on my books, hey (on my books)
be mad at them n+ggas how you be mad at me (b+tch)
he got you lookin’ stupid, but you wanna argue with me (huh?)
i got a couple of b+tches mad ’cause i don’t f+ck with them no more (i don’t f+ck with them no more)
but since you say you so unbothered, what you speaking on me for? (shh)
[chorus: megan thee stallion]
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
[verse 4: asian doll]
ayy, uh+huh
ice poppin’
i got different type of n+ggas
ayy
watch that while drip, i’ma stash him like a tub (stash)
i got different kind of n+ggas, are loyal and want a thug (thug)
he get high off my vibe, for that b+tch, he kinda bug (bug)
street n+gga, d n+gga, up in houston, he the plug (ayy, ayy)
bust that ass and shake it (uh+huh), hit this p+ssy up on the sofa (sofa)
he say, “you don’t even listen,” ’cause the money got my focus
b+tch, i’m badder with no makeup, when i rock it, i’m a token
fendi, prada, gucci logos and dior (uh+huh), this p+ssy golden (golden)
who textin’ me, who checkin’ me? (what?)
i eat these beats like pedigree (mmm)
eight+hundreds on me readily
yeah, i gave him bed like charity
my b+tches love tech (uh+huh)
yeah, i’m droppin’ when it’s bare of me (bare, ayy, ayy, let’s go)
ayy, ayy, real b+tches back in style on the front line (line)
he eat it up, beat it up, like it’s drum+line (line)
we stealin’ money, goin’ shoppin’, all that fun time (time)
these n+ggas waitin’ on this p+ssy like the lunch line (line)
ayy, pop that ass and move it (uh), give me neck like i’m a choker
my new n+gga caught a felon (what?), he can’t even leave the notice (notice)
give me money, f+ck me good, he say i’m his lucky potion
grind strong, money long, my loyal p+ssy comin’ home (ayy, ayy)
bust that ass and shake it (what?), hit this p+ssy up on the sofa (sofa)
he say, “you don’t even listen,” ’cause the money got my focus
b+tch, i’m badder with no makeup, when i rock it, i’m a token
fendi, prada, gucci logos and dior, this p+ssy golden
playin’ with my name, it’s about to get violent (violent)
ran down a broke ho, now post up, i’m comin’ (comin’)
you ain’t spinnin’ dividends, peace out, i’ma holla (b+tch, peace out)
got a n+gga with a scholar, he gon’ suck me like a—
amiris, he rockin’ (uh+huh), he icy and c+cky (cool)
big racks, he don’t f+ck with n+ggas, tell them, “get back” (get back)
street n+gga, whole way, six+pack
lowkey f+ckin’ with that n+gga, he don’t chit+chat (chit+chat)
[chorus: megan thee stallion]
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
[verse 5: megan thee stallion]
ayy, real b+tch, but that body built like a doll (like a doll)
i ain’t in no competition with these hoes at all (with these hoes at all)
i should own a bakery way n+ggas bring the cake to me (ah)
and if that boy a baller, i bet i can make him play for me
okay, now, do it for a real b+tch (yeah), buy a b+tch a real bag (buy a b+tch a real bag)
before i pick the wrong n+gga, make sure your friends tagged (who is he?)
do it for them b+tches and they friends who be big mad (ah)
i know my haters watchin’, so i do it for they b+tch+ass
[chorus: megan thee stallion]
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
do it on the d+ck, do it on the d+ck, do it, do it
[outro: megan thee stallion]
baow, baow
brr, brr
baow, baow+baow+baow
brr, brr, brr
baow, baow
brr, brr
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