sleepy hallow - tip toe lyrics
intro:
wait, wait
(verse 1: sleepy hallow)
hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
tip toe, pockets so fat like a hippo (hold on)
i turn your wife to a widow
broaches got blood on his new coat (that’s a fact)
d+mn, hold on
f+ck it, i gave her d+ck and she love it (uh huh)
ask that b+tch what she want, she say nothin
burkin bag on her back and she frontin
burkin bag in the back and she cap a lot
i do drugs, i trap a lot (hold on)
bad b+tch, fat ass and she laugh a lot
she be in the club straight gas a lot
don’t send the addy cause we got the drop (uh huh)
came from the bottom now we at the top
woah, what, i put my thumb in her, uh (that’s a fact)
i just be running it up
i’m like a stitch in the cut
bro got a pound of the runtz
and we smoking not bagging it up
woah, she stepped in the room with no clothes
told her lean back, fat joe
my body different, i could take your soul
only two ways this could go (hold on)
you know, i like fast cars, nice clothes
oh no, my heart, so cold
don’t love me let me go
hold on, step up, jump in that water, get wet up
i like her best friend better
might let her tell poparetta
i think she might turn, sleepy never let up
im too hot though better catch up, hold on, hold on
im too hot though better catch up
pull up, pop out, still got my glock you get knocked out
ride through the block with the top down
ima clean em up i’m bout to mop out (facts)
ayy, wait, say they love me but i’m trying to see how
free my gang got em up in the dog pound
ran it up they ain’t puttin my dogs down
what, what, ran it up, ain’t putting my dogs down
(ayy ayy) ran it up ain’t no putting my dogs down
(verse 2: sheff g)
(hold on) (sheff jesus, sheff jesus) they know i’m too fat to tip toe
glock will help you the rest, ain’t no pillow
make me search through your house, this ain’t zillow
bullets sent from the smith ain’t no willow (hold on, wait)
did they just, (what?) did they turn the beat off in this b+tch (wooooooo)
spent that heat to your steam off in this b+tch
stay with brune got that key the type of sh+t
wait, cause i’m feeling myself like i’m bout to beat off
no h0m+ my glock got a d+ck and i walk with a limp like i’m deformed
so these n+ggas too bomb
thats a c4
big pressure to dogs who oppose all of us (uh)
i got them big packs on me
no bodybuilder, straps all around like a dyk+ is with us
baby so fire, yea that’s how i bill her, no domestic violence but i got to hit her
ah, (too much, too much) too much sauce on they ass
who was the class clown used to laugh
wait who them n+ggas right there?
they tried to jump me i called bro
if he don’t got it then his gang is soft
they tried to jump me i called bro
if he don’t got it then his gang is soft
he don’t got it then his gang is soft
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