Suga Free - Tip Toe lyrics

(Suga Free) Oh yeah, once again your friendly.. neighbour.. hood.. player Suga Free.. is in this b**h.. b**h Now I wanna break it down for my n***a DJ Quik The almighty, funkster The baddest to ever touch the MPC60 Worth 3000, you don't hear me Clue Dogg, Blac Tone, Hi-C Droppin some bomb sh** fo yo a** As we dip da, tip toe to the 9-7 (Chorus - 2x) Hold on, here we come Tip toe but don't ya run (Suga Free) Naw, uh-oh b**h you done f**ed up! Yeah I took yo phone book and took a long look at another n***as name and his neighbourhood Straight struck her But life in a brick now-now, knew her, huh-huh, bullsh** she Took her stinky a** come up to my parole officer and say he hit me He'll do a violation, and she know west?? To realise only reason that b**h work is to keep her ankles warm I, pimpin a padron on the first degree I'm writin letters to a b**h that ain't thinkin bout me But I'm a pimp mayne, so I'ma sharpen up my twos and bout that Cause that b**h lips so big chopstick had to invent a spray, f** that You know that player hater cause he ain't got one pinball in his body That's funny, I-I can't-can't wait-wait to-to get-get my-my money In a real way, hey Mr. pimp player max superior Drivin that p**y in a pink Cadillac with some of that jack off nut coloured interior Baby don't cry, I know he trippin But you were a winner Lil mo in my Cadillac??? panties up in my?? Chorus x2 (DJ Quik) Yeah, it's Mr. Quik, tell me, who do you expect? I'm back with Suga Free, and Hi-C for all respect Cause I've been doin this sh** for years and still impressin Tryna get whatcha on me nothin mo nothin less Cause in my black Lex I rolls from county to county City to city lookin for the dark honies, s**le brown red titties And b**hes, y'all can't play a technique for a trick Because I speaks softly, and carries a big ol' dick And um I like the b**hes that ain't scared to use they hands I like the b**hes that'd get naked in the back of the van Yeah, see see, I paid ya like I'm major You b**hes steadily gettin over them n***as that done paid ya But then I just fire my newport and look at ya stupid And then shoot you with an arrow like dick cause I ain't Cupid Now learn to tip toe? Chorus x3 (Hi-C) I bet ya recognise me, I'm nasty as they come Mr. H-I-C Tip Toe, but don't ya run, cause me and my dogs be chillin in the tree DJ Quik, Blac Tone and Suga Free Now tell me what ya want, baby what ya need I slap meat to a freak, and make the ho nose bleed Cause b**hes like you smoke up all the weed And ain't givin up sh** with yo nappy weed See I A hoe like you can shake my spot Or s** my dick, till your taste of snot Naw it don't stop, we stays on top And bust like a muthaf**in fo-fo shot f** what you got, I'ma ride and swerve Intoxicated man I hate it when I scrapes the curb Just slammed the do and the ho tried to work me God damn ho, don't b**h, ya tryna work me Chorus x4