J Lye - We Sippin' lyrics

Intro: Yeah, yeah, yeah, J. Lye If you're tryna have a good time tonight Put your drinks up in the air right now...lets go Chorus (x2): We sipping real good, sipping on that Bacardi We smoking real good, smoking on that Bob Marley We sipping real good, sipping, sipping real good We sipping real good, sipping, sipping real good Verse 1 (J. Lye): Yeah, we sipping real good, sipping, sipping real good In the bar, all the girls looking over to where they seen me stood Everybody knows that it is that time Got me doopy, every girl a dime Let me take a double sip... Seen two girls, so let me double dip Chilling with my n***as, vip Find a fine b**h, she d for me Take her to the back, its d for free And my names J. Lye so she horny Lurpz is done, so work is done Every girl know that I gotta run Everybody knows that I got that blunt Now blow it out and pa** it front My n***as here, ready for the top You know that we never gonna stop Celebration, say laheim Preconceived but the world is mine Your girl is mine cause ooo she fine Giving sight off to the blind Real fun night that shes a**igned Her and her best friend? yeah combined Rozay life, not even signed Started off up on my grind Fame and love is on my mind f** the rest it is my time Living hard but party hard Rep young money, not a carter Take a sip and take a hit Now put your drinks up in this b**h Chorus Verse 2 (Jeano): Jeano and J. Lye in this b**h Thats a warning cuff your chick No bullsh** Cause if you dont, then fel**tio is what she'll give Right to me, and him too Take a n***as b**h thats what we do Hell yeah n***a thats rude khouloud Shout out to the 8b thats the crew Thats the team, thats the squad Only f** around with the finest broads So if you ain't a 9 or 10 There will be no conversing then 151 shots all line up, that means we're getting faded Yes your girl is grilling me and she wanna come taste it Up all night, i love my team Feeling like nicki and drizzy Yes we are living the dream If you dont believe come pinch and see Shout out to the greatest city B-O-S-T-O-N feel me Ma**achusetts we in this b**h 617 they throw their 3's We basking in the limelight The girls wanna get down right To the business, so we give em good dick That real rude, no polite light The dopest women in the spot, they sipping on some soco And i'm bring four of em back, you know we getting loco, c'mon Chorus Verse 3 (Young Rhome): I'm sipping good, pop a pill on mars I don't drive a n***as sh**, I got my own cars I don't leech off no n***a, i'm my own star I hit the gas, i'm on your a**, onstar Yeah, just look i'm flyer than a f**ing bird Young hood a** n***a, still on the curb So im sipping on that remy right out of the bottle I get a check, go to the dealership, whip and then throttle Im down 285 in the A n***a But a St. Louis n***a from the cave n***a Yeah, im stone cold like steve austin Hollered at J and got a connect out in Boston Black b**hes love me, white girls say i'm awesome And they always give me that becky before i toss em Yeah, on bloods, i ain't tripping homes Bring em to the hook and tell them what i'm sipping on n***a Chorus