🎵 Tipsy // by J-Kwon

54 ContributorsTipsy Lyrics This 2004 club banger reached #2 on the Billboard Hot 100, being held off the top spot by Usher’s summer hit, “Yeah!”. However, it did make #1 on the Rap charts.… Read More  [Intro] Teen drinkin' is very bad Yo, I got a fake ID though Yeah (Hot, hot) Yeah (Hot, hot) Yeah, yeah Two-step wit' me, two-step wit' me (Hot, hot, hot, hot) Yeah (Hot, hot) Yeah (Hot, hot) Yeah, yeah Two-step wit' me, two-step wit' me (Hot, hot, hot, hot) [Verse 1] One, here comes the two to the three to the four Everybody drunk out on the dance floor Baby girl 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 ninth and this nigga gotta score If not I gotta move on to the next whore Here comes the three to the two to the one 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? Nigga, you better run Now I'm in the back gettin' head from my hun While she goin' down, I'm braggin' on what I done She smokin' my blunt sayin' she ain't havin' fun Bitch, give it back, now you don't get none [Chorus] Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) [Verse 2] Two, here comes the three to the four to the five Now I'm lookin' at shorty right in her eyes Couple seconds pass, now I'm lookin' at her thighs While she tellin' me how much she hate her guy Say she got a kid but she got her tubes tied Girl, you twenty-one? Girl, that's alright I'm wonderin' if a shake comin' with them fries If so, baby, can I get 'em super-sized? Here comes the four to the three to the two She started feelin' on my Johnson right out the blue Girl, you super thick so I'm thinkin' that's cool But instead of one life hat, I need two Her eyes got big when she glanced at my jewels Expression on her face like she ain't got a clue Then she told me she don't run with the crew You know how I do but that's just what I gotta do [Chorus] Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) [Verse 3] Three, here comes the four to the five to the six Self explanatory, I ain't gotta say I'm rich Yes, single man, I ain't tryin' to get hitched Liquor wasted on me, man, son of a bitch Brushed it-it off, now I'm back to gettin' lit With some 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 five to the four to the three Hands in the air if you cats drunk as me Club owner said, "Kwon put out those trees!" Dude, I don't care, I'm a P.I.M.P. [Chorus] Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) Now, everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy (Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy) [Outro] Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy