Luyện nghe bài hát Tipsy

Teen drinking, is bad
Yo, I got a fake I.D.

Yeah,
Yo, two step wit' me, two step me

One, here comes the two to the three to the
Everybody out on the dance floor
Baby girl ass jiggle she want more
she a groupie and I ain't even on tour
Maybe she heard that I rhyme hardcore
Or maybe she heard that I buy out the stores
Bottom of the nineth and a nigga gotta
If not I move on to the next whore

Here the three to the two, to the one
trippin' he don't know I got a gun
When it to pop, we do shit for fun
You ain't got one? Nigga you run
Now I'm in the back gettin' head a hun
While she goin' I'm braggin' on what I done
She smokin' my blunt she ain't havin' fun
Bitch give it now you don't get none

Everybody in the club gettin'
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)
in the club gettin' tipsy
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)
Everybody in the club gettin'
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)
Everybody in the club tipsy
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)

Two, here comes the three to the to the five
Now I'm lookin' at shorty in her eyes
seconds pass now I'm lookin' at her thighs
Why she tellin' me how she hate her guy
Say she got a kid but she got her tied
you 21 girl that's alright
I'm wonderin' if a shake comin' wit' those
If so baby, can I get super-sized?

Here comes the to the three, to the two
She stay feelin' on my Johnson, out the blue
Girl you super so I'm thinkin' thats cool
But of one life hat, I need two
Her eyes got big she glanced at my jewels
Expression on her like she ain't got a clue
Then she me she don't run wit' the crew
You how I do but that's just what I gotta do

Everybody in the club gettin'
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)
in the club gettin' tipsy
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)
Everybody in the club tipsy
(Everybody in the club tipsy)
Everybody in the club gettin'
(Everybody in the club tipsy)

Three, comes the four to the five, to the six
explanatory, I ain't gotta say I'm rich
Yes single man, I ain't to get hitched
wasted on me man, son of a bitch
Brushed it off now I'm to gettin' lit
Wit' some orange juice man, this some good
Homeboy trippin' cause I'm starin' at his
Now he on the sideline starin' at my

Here comes the five to the four to the
Hands in the air if you drunk as me
owner said, "Kwon put out those trees"
Dude I care I'm a P.I.M.P!

Everybody in the club tipsy
(Everybody in the club tipsy)
Everybody in the club tipsy
(Everybody in the club tipsy)
Everybody in the club gettin'
(Everybody in the club tipsy)
in the club gettin' tipsy
(Everybody in the club tipsy)