Oh, yeah, once Your neighborhood player Free, is in this bitch, bitch Now, I break it down for my nigga, DJ Quik
The almighty, The to ever touch the MPC60 Worth three thousand, you hear me Clue Dogg, Tone, Hi C Droppin' some shit, fo yo, ass As we dip da, tip toe to the nine,
on, here we come Tip toe but ya run Hold on, we come Tip toe but ya run
Naw, uh, oh, you done fucked up Yeah, I took yo phone book and took a long At niggas name and his neighborhood struck her
But life in a now, now, knew her, huh, huh, bullshit she Took her ass, come up to my parole officer and say he hit me do a violation, and she know west [Incomprehensible] To realize only reason, that bitch work is to keep her ankles
I, a padron on the first degree I'm writin' letters to a bitch that ain't 'bout me But I'm a pimp, mayne, so I'ma sharpen up my twos and 'bout 'Cause that bitch so big Chopstick had to invent a spray,so, hey, that
You know that player hater, he ain't got one in his body That's funny, I, I can't, wait, wait to, to get, get my, my money In a real way, hey, Mr. pimp player, max Drivin' that pussy in a Cadillac
With some of that jack, off nut colored Baby, don't cry, I know he But you a winner Lil' mo in my Cadillac [Incomprehensible] in my [Incomprehensible]
on, here we come Tip toe but ya run Hold on, we come Tip toe but ya run
Hold on, we come Tip toe but ya run Hold on, we come Tip toe but ya run
Yeah, Mr. Quik, tell me, who do you expect? I'm back Suga Free and Hi C, for all respect 'Cause I've been this shit for years and still impressin' Tryna get whatcha on me, nothin' mo, less
'Cause in my black Lex, I rolls county to county City to city, lookin' for the honies, suckle brown red titties And bitches, y'all can't play a for a trick I speaks softly and carries a big ol' dick
And um, I like the that ain't scared to use they hands I like the bitches that'd get naked in the of the van Yeah, see, see, I ya like I'm major You steadily gettin' over them, niggas, that done paid ya
But then I just fire my Newport and at ya stupid And shoot you with an arrow like dick 'cause I ain't Cupid Now, to tip toe ?
Hold on, here we Tip toe but ya run Hold on, here we Tip toe but ya run
Hold on, here we Tip toe but ya run on, here we come Tip toe but ya run
I bet ya recognize me, I'm nasty as come Mr. H I C Tip Toe, but don't ya run, 'cause me and my dogs be chillin' in the DJ Quik, Blac and Suga Free Now, me what ya want, baby, what ya need?
I slap meat to a freak and the ho, nose bleed 'Cause bitches like you smoke up all the And ain't givin up shit yo nappy weed
See I a hoe, like you can my spot Or suck my dick, till your taste of Naw, it don't stop, we on top And like a muthafuckin' fo, fo shot
Fuck what you got, I'ma ride and Intoxicated, man, I hate it when I the curb Just the do and the ho tried to work me God damn ho, don't bitch, ya tryna me
Hold on, we come Tip toe but ya run on, here we come Tip toe but ya run
Hold on, here we Tip toe but ya run on, here we come Tip toe but ya run
Hold on, we come Tip toe but ya run Hold on, here we Tip toe but ya run ...