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

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

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

One, here comes the two to the to the four
Everybody out on the dance floor
Baby girl ass like she want more
she a groupie and I ain't even on tour
Maybe cause she heard I rhyme hardcore
Or maybe cause she heard I buy out the stores
Bottom of the nineth and a gotta score
If not I gotta 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 gettin' head from a hun
While she down I'm braggin' on what I done
She smokin' my blunt sayin' she havin' fun
Bitch give it back now you get none

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

Two, here the three to the four to the five
Now I'm lookin' at shorty in her eyes
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
Girl you 21 girl alright
I'm wonderin' if a shake comin' wit' those
If so baby, can I get super-sized?

Here the four to the three, to the two
She stay feelin' on my Johnson, right out the
Girl you super so I'm thinkin' thats cool
But of one life hat, I need two
Her eyes got big when she at my jewels
Expression on her face like she ain't got a
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 gettin'
(Everybody in the club tipsy)
Everybody in the club gettin'
(Everybody in the club tipsy)
Everybody in the club tipsy
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)
Everybody in the gettin' tipsy
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)

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

Here the five to the four to the three
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)
Everybody in the club gettin'
(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)