Bun B - Sippin' on Some Syrup lyrics

[Intro] Bun B: You ol' p**y-a**, cake-a**, punk-a**, trick-a**, s**er-a**, f**-a**, dick-in-the-booty-a**, K-Y Jelly-packing-a** n***a You better get your b**h a** up off the street, n***a You got five seconds to get your hating a** up outta here, (Pimp C: Pouring up and showing up, b**h) cause it's some trill-a** n***as in this motherf**er DJ Paul: Yeah, n***a, y'all know the motherf**ing sco', y'all non-snorters, non-smokers, non-sippers, get the f** up out of here, b**h Bun B: n***a, it's some sipping-a**, pouring up-a**, smoking-a**, getting high-a** n***as in here, Three 6, UGK, n***a, we putting it down in this motherf**er DJ Paul: And we ain't playing witcha, y'all know the motherf**ing sco', homie Bun B: Now pour it up, n***a [Hook: Project Pat] Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip (x8) [Verse 1: Pimp C] I'm trill working the wheel, a pimp, not a simp Keep the dope fiends higher than the Goodyear Blimp We eat so many shrimp, I got iodine poisoning f** n***as make me sick with all that pinching and bargaining You say that you a boss, I ain't believing that sh** You got the funny Geneva watch, with the Ferrari kit Take that monkey sh** off, you embarra**ing us I got the red promethazine, thick orange, and yellow tuss Hydrocodone on the hands-free phone The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome If you got sixteen, you can get a bizzerd I'm choking on that doja sweet and sipping on that sizzurp [Verse 2: DJ Paul] n***as scared to flaunt it, some n***as, they want it, want it Some n***as, they joning, joning, but I be f**ed up up on it We're with the Mafia 6, and we ain't 'bout that bullsh** If we gon' get high, we gon' get high, and we gon' house a b**h Two n***as all at the mouth, two n***as all at the a** And plus, that syrup have a n***a dick hard all night and she cool with that She popped her a pill of X, and drank on some orange juice And just when you thought she was freaking, she done got super loose n***as come in by threes and deuces, all in circles like duck-duck-goose All that want it can bone it, she on that X and that tootie fruit Forty dollars for just one ounce ounce, plus Tussionex is how it's pronounced n***as sipping and dipping and tripping, man, I'm 'bout all out [Hook] Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip (x8) [Verse 3: Juicy J] People always asking me, is the Three 6 high on that? Rolling on them X pills, stuttering, pup-pup powder packs Woah-wuh where the weed at, ain't like that we need that NyQuil will slow me down, something that keep me easy Nothing like that yella yella, that'll have you itching, man Talking like, what's up, fool? Vocal chords sounding lame In my days, all we did was chief out on a quarter pound Gone on coke, eyes all bucked, this here sh**'ll knock you down Knock you out, make you fall asleep when you're on them wheels Ain't no doubt, hit me when I beep for this refill Once again, on my weekly high, gotta have that drank Yeah, my nig, y'ain't know? I feel like I'm gonna f**ing faint [Verse 4: Bun B] n***a, tell me what you know 'bout Frank, Nito, and Young Guido Paul and Vito, we play a tune that's sweeter than Pedito With my Three 6 n***as pouring up in my southern credo Quick, fast, we'll put it on your a** like John Bido Cause you fronting rap sangers, be creamy like a Zanger You ain't from the manger, boy, but you gets the middle finger Humdanger, rum dranker, occasionally take Your b**h to the telly and be a dick and cum slanger When Big Bun come danger, n***a, ring your alarm Sexy thang on my arm, cup of drank in my palm And that crazy sh**, I'm tripping on some skinny b**hes Something that's wholesome, Florida to Folsom For the most, I'm steady sipping on some sizzurp [Hook] Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip (x8)