Luyện nghe bài hát Tipsy (young Buck Remix)

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

Yeah,
Yo, two step wit' me, two step 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 even on tour
Maybe cause she that I rhyme hardcore
Or cause she heard that I buy out the stores
Bottom of the nineth and a gotta score
If not I gotta on to the next whore

comes the three to the two, to the one
Homeboy trippin' he know I got a gun
it come 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 on what I done
She my blunt sayin' she ain't havin' fun
Bitch give it back now you don't get

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

Two, here comes the three to the four to the
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
Girl you 21 girl that's
I'm wonderin' if a comin' wit' those fries
If so baby, can I get them

Here the four to the three, to the two
She stay feelin' on my Johnson, right out the
you super thick so I'm thinkin' thats cool
But instead of one life hat, I two
Her eyes got big she glanced at my jewels
Expression on her like 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)
Everybody in the club tipsy
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)
Everybody in the club tipsy
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)
Everybody in the club tipsy
(Everybody in the gettin' tipsy)

Three, then comes the 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 wasted on me man, son of a
Brushed it off now I'm back to lit
Wit' some juice man, this some good 'ish
trippin' cause I'm starin' at his chick
Now he on the sideline starin' at my

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

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