Oh, yeah, again Your friendly player Free, is in this bitch, bitch Now, I break it down for my nigga, DJ Quik
The almighty, The baddest to ever the MPC60 three thousand, you don't 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 on, here we come Tip toe but ya run
Naw, uh, oh, bitch you fucked up Yeah, I took yo phone book and took a look At another name and his neighborhood struck her
But in a brick now, now, knew her, huh, huh, bullshit she Took her stinky ass, come up to my parole and say he hit me He'll do a violation, and she know [Incomprehensible] To realize only reason, that bitch work is to keep her ankles
I, pimpin' a padron on the first I'm writin' letters to a bitch that thinkin' 'bout me But I'm a pimp, mayne, so I'ma sharpen up my twos and that 'Cause that lips so big Chopstick had to a spray,so, hey, fuck that
You know that player hater, he 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 that pussy in a pink Cadillac
With some of that jack, off nut interior Baby, don't cry, I know he But you were a Lil' mo in my Cadillac panties in my [Incomprehensible]
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 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 doin' this shit for years and still impressin' Tryna get whatcha on me, nothin' mo, less
'Cause in my black Lex, I rolls from to county City to city, lookin' for the dark honies, suckle 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 bitches that scared to use they hands I like the that'd get naked in the back of the van Yeah, see, see, I paid ya I'm major You bitches steadily gettin' over them, niggas, done paid ya
But then I just fire my and look at ya stupid And then shoot you with an arrow like dick 'cause I Cupid Now, to tip toe ?
Hold on, 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 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 don't ya run, 'cause me and my dogs be chillin' in the DJ Quik, Tone and Suga Free Now, tell me what ya want, baby, ya need?
I slap meat to a freak and make the ho, nose bitches like you smoke up all the weed And ain't givin up with yo nappy weed
See I a hoe, like you can my spot Or suck my dick, till taste of snot Naw, it stop, we stays on top And bust like a muthafuckin' fo, fo
Fuck what you got, I'ma and swerve Intoxicated, man, I it when I scrapes the curb Just slammed the do and the ho tried to me God ho, don't bitch, ya tryna work me
on, here 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
Hold on, we come Tip toe but ya run Hold on, we come Tip toe but ya run ...