View other songs by J-Kwon
J-Kwon - Tipsy Lyrics
Intro
Teen drinking is very bad.
Yo I got a fake I'd though.
Yeeah, yeeah, yeeah, yo, 2 step with me, 2 step with me.
Verse 1
1, here comes the 2 to the 3 to the 4,
Everybody drunk out on the dance floor,
Babygirl ass jiggle like she want more,
Like she a groupie and I ain't even on tour,
Maybe cause she heard that I rhyme hardcore,
Or maybe cause she heard that I buy out the stores,
Bottom of the 9th in the series gotta score,
If not I gotta move on to the next whore,
Here comes the 3 to the 2 to the 1,
Homeboy trippin' he don't know I got a gun,
When it come to pop man we do shit for fun,
You ain't got one n**** you betta run,
Now i'm in the back gettin head from my hunz,
While she goin down I'm breakin down what I done,
She smokin' my blunt sayin' she ain't havin' fun b**** give it back now you don't get none.
Chorus
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy.
Verse 2
2, here comes the 3 to the 4 to the 5,
Now I'm lookin at shorty right in the eyes,
Couple seconds passed now I'm lookin at her thighs,
While she tellin' me how much she hate her guy,
Said she got a kid but she got her tubes tied,
If you 21 girl that's alright,
I wonder if a shake comin' with them fries,
If so baby can I get em super sized,
Here comes the 4 to the 3 to the 2,
She started feelin on my johnson right out the blue,
Girl you super thick so I'm thinkin' that's koo,
Bit instead of 1 lifestlye I need 2
Her eyes got big when she glanced at my jewels,
Expression on her face like she ain't got a clue,
And she told me she don't run with a crew,
You know how I do but I guess why I gotta do.
Chorus
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Verse 3
3, here comes the 4 to the 5 to the 6,
Self explanatory I ain't gotta say I'm rich,
This single man ain't tryna get hitched,
N**** waste it on me man son of a b****,
Brushed it all off now I'm back to gettin' lit,
Grisa orange juice man this some good ish,
Homeboy trippin' cause I'm starin at his chick,
Now he on the sideline starin at my clique,
Here comes the 5 to the 4 to the 3,
Hands in the air if you cats drunk as me,
Club on the set kwon cut out them trees,
Dude I don't care I'm a p.i.m.p.
Chorus
Now everybody in this b**** gettin tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Now everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Outro
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy,
Everybody in this b**** gettin' tipsy.
