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