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, here comes the two to the to the four
drunk out on the dance floor
Baby girl ass like she want more
Like she a and I ain't even on tour
Maybe cause she heard that I rhyme
Or maybe she heard that I buy out the stores
of the nineth and a nigga gotta score
If not I gotta move on to the whore

Here the three to the two, to the one
Homeboy trippin' he don't I got a gun
When it to pop, we do shit for fun
You ain't got Nigga you better run
Now I'm in the gettin' head 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

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

Two, comes the three to the four to the five
Now I'm lookin' at shorty in her eyes
Couple seconds now I'm lookin' at her thighs
Why she tellin' me how much she her guy
Say she got a kid but she got her tied
Girl you 21 girl alright
I'm wonderin' if a shake wit' those fries
If so baby, can I get them

comes the four 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 instead of one life hat, I two
Her eyes got big she glanced at my jewels
Expression on her face 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 tipsy
(Everybody in the club tipsy)
in the club gettin' tipsy
(Everybody in the club tipsy)
Everybody in the club tipsy
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)
Everybody in the club gettin'
(Everybody in the club tipsy)

Three, comes the four to the five, to the six
Self explanatory, I gotta say I'm rich
Yes single man, I tryin' 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 starin' at my click

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