Travis Thompson - Pipe Down lyrics

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Travis Thompson - Pipe Down lyrics

[Intro: Travis Thompson] I tell them that I need it and I need it right now Quiet little kids still smoking on loud They ain't making money, then I tell them pipe down Cuz I'm riding looking bummy But I still get piped down Pipe Down, Pipe Down They ain't making money tell them; Pipe Down, Pipe Down, Pipe Down And if she really want it she get Piped Down [Verse 1: Travis Thompson] Okay I'm dipped up and I dip out Got slick sh** on my wrist now I'm ugly, bummy, chubby but I still bust in your sis mouth Y'all checked in and I'm checked out Next up, and you left out Stressin' and I'm blessed how I sign your a** on my chest now Got something thick on my arm Stains on all of my fists Shaking car with that p**n Then boba tea with your b**h Got a scraper rollin' down the 5 And an L to start the day Honey Mustard on my Levi's Bet she top me on the way [Verse 2: Travis Thompson] My white tee from CostCo Get waffles at Rosco's When we down in LA My back stroke on broads though Still breaking apartment pools with girl's I knew since 7th grade You let us smoke for free because she cute And nah, I can't relate Losers talking grinding like it's something b**h, you supposed to work Did this show for free but bet she f** the chubby opener I know it hurts, I know my words Don't check and don't talk to me Cuz words ain't sh**, unless it's commas coming Then I guess I must repeat [Hook: Travis Thompson] I tell them that I need it and I need it right now Quiet little kids still smoking on loud They ain't making money, then I tell them pipe down Cuz I'm riding looking bummy But I still get piped down Pipe Down, Pipe Down They ain't making money tell them; Pipe Down, Pipe Down, Pipe Down And if she really want it she get Piped Down [Verse 3: Michael Christmas] Pipe her: down Mario: Bros Running through: Wendy's With my: Woes Get so: f**ed up Can't feel my: nose Me and my: b**h We yo: goals Gotta, gang up, piece of rose I might get one dipped in: gold Just to be like my neck: froze Nate Dog, area codes [Verse 4: Michael Christmas] Cuz it get as hot as Arizona b**h I'm Nelly take your clothes off It don't take but a few dollars and a sub to get these flows off And a size by Tina Fey, dot, dot, dot Me and bae, dot, dot, dot I'll be Jay, she be, Beyonce A normality is what they say til these n***as bring they clips They question if I'm in their hood still Like my n***a that's the wrist Don't even wake me before 1 unless you made a pot of grits If you my thing, then you got 3 seconds Better run b**h (tick, tick, tick, tick, tick) [Hook: Travis Thompson] I tell them that I need it and I need it right now Quiet little kids still smoking on loud They ain't making money, then I tell them pipe down Cuz I'm riding looking bummy But I still get piped down Pipe Down, Pipe Down They ain't making money tell them; Pipe Down, Pipe Down, Pipe Down And if she really want it she get Piped Down