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

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

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 girl ass jiggle like she more
Like she a groupie and I ain't even on
Maybe cause she heard that I hardcore
Or maybe cause she that I buy out the stores
Bottom of the nineth and a gotta score
If not I gotta move on to the next

Here the three to the two, to the one
Homeboy he don't know I got a gun
it come 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' down I'm braggin' on what I
She my blunt sayin' she ain't havin' fun
Bitch it back now you don't get none

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

Two, comes the three to the four to the five
Now I'm lookin' at right in her eyes
Couple seconds 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 tied
you 21 girl that's alright
I'm if a shake comin' 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 of one life hat, I need two
Her eyes got big when she glanced at my
Expression on her face like she ain't got a
Then she me she don't run wit' the crew
You know how I do but that's just what I do

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

Three, then 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 wasted on me man, son of a
it off now I'm back to gettin' lit
Wit' some orange man, this some good 'ish
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
in the air if you cats drunk as me
Club said, "Kwon put out those trees"
I don't care I'm a P.I.M.P!

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