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

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

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

One, here comes the two to the three to the
Everybody drunk out on the 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 cause she heard that I buy out the stores
Bottom of the nineth and a nigga score
If not I gotta move on to the next

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

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

Two, here comes the three to the to the five
Now I'm lookin' at shorty right in her
Couple pass now I'm lookin' at her thighs
Why she me how much she hate her guy
Say she got a kid but she got her tubes
Girl you 21 girl that's
I'm wonderin' if a shake 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' thats
But instead of one life hat, I two
Her eyes got big when she at my jewels
Expression on her face she ain't got a clue
Then she told me she don't run wit' the
You know how I do but that's what I gotta do

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

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

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

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