J-kwon - Tipsy - instrumental lyrics

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J-kwon - Tipsy - instrumental lyrics

Teen drinking is very bad Yo I got a fake id though Yeeah, yeeah, yeeah, yo, 2 step with me, 2 step with me [Verse 1:] 1, here comes the 2 to the 3 to the 4 Everybody drunk out on the dance floor Babygirl a** 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 9th in the series gotta score If not i gotta move on to the next who*e Here comes the 3 to the 2 to the 1 Homeboy trippin' he don't know I got a gun When it come to pop man we do s*** for fun You ain't got one n**** you betta run Now i'm in the back gettin head from my hunz While she goin down i'm breakin down what i done She smokin my blunt sayin she ain't havin fun B**** give it back now you don't get none [Chorus:] Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy [Verse 2:] 2, here comes the 3 to the 4 to the 5 Now i'm lookin at shorty right in the eyes Couple seconds pa**ed now i'm lookin at her thighs While she tellin me how much she hate her guy Said she got a kid but she got her tubes tied If you 21 girl that's alright I wonder if a shake comin with them fries If so baby can i get em super sized Here comes the 4 to the 3 to the 2 She started feelin on my johnson right out the blue Girl you super thick so i'm thinkin that's koo Bit instead of 1 lifestlye i need 2 Her eyes got big when she glanced at my j**els Expression on her face like she ain't got a clue And she told me she don't run with a crew You know how i do but i guess why i gotta do [Chorus:] Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy [Verse 3:] 3, here comes the 4 to the 5 to the 6 Self explanatory I ain't gotta say i'm rich This single man ain't tryna get hitched N**** waste it on me man son of a b**** Brushed it all off now i'm back to gettin lit Grisa orange juice man this some good ish Homeboy trippin cause i'm starin at his chick Now he on the sideline starin at my clique Here comes the 5 to the 4 to the 3 Hands in the air if you cats drunk as me Club on the set kwon cut out them trees Dude i don't care i'm a p.i.m.p [Chorus:] Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy [Outro:] Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy Everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy