Luyện nghe bài hát Tipsy (murphy Lee And Chingy Remix)

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

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

One, comes the two to the three to the four
Everybody drunk out on the dance
Baby ass jiggle like she want more
Like she a groupie and I ain't even on
cause she heard that I rhyme hardcore
Or maybe cause she that I buy out the stores
Bottom of the nineth and a nigga gotta
If not I gotta move on to the whore

Here comes the 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' from a hun
While she goin' down I'm braggin' on what I
She smokin' my sayin' she ain't havin' fun
Bitch it back now you don't get none

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

Two, here comes the three to the to the five
Now I'm lookin' at shorty right in her
Couple seconds pass now I'm lookin' at her
Why she me how much she hate her guy
Say she got a kid but she got her tied
you 21 girl that's alright
I'm if a shake comin' wit' those fries
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 thick so I'm thinkin' cool
But of one life hat, I need two
Her eyes got big when she at my jewels
on her face like she ain't got a clue
Then she told me she don't run wit' the
You how I do but that's just what I gotta do

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

Three, then the four to the five, to the six
explanatory, I ain't gotta say I'm rich
Yes man, I ain't tryin' to get hitched
Liquor on me man, son of a bitch
it off now I'm back to gettin' lit
Wit' some orange man, this some good 'ish
Homeboy trippin' cause I'm at his chick
Now he on the starin' at my click

Here comes the to the four to the three
Hands in the air if you drunk as me
Club said, "Kwon put out those trees"
I don't care I'm a P.I.M.P!

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