How to Pronounce
Sippin'
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- They're rotting my brain, love These hoes are the same I admit it, another hoe got me finished Broke my heart, oh no you didn't Fuck sippin', I'ma down a whole bottle Hard liquor, hard truth, can't swallow Need a bartender, put me out my sorrow
- They're rotting my brain, love These hoes are the same I admit it, another hoe got me finished Broke my heart, oh no you didn't Fuck sippin', I'ma down a whole bottle Hard liquor, hard truth, can't swallow Need a bartender, put me out my sorrow Wake up the next day in the Monte Carlo With a new woman, tell me she from Colorado And she love women, she'll be gone by tomorrow Who am I kiddin'? All this jealousy and agony that I sit in I'm a jealous boy, really feel like John
- It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hangin' pictures on my wall Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped Smokin' weed in Bambú, sippin' on Private Stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski I'm blowin' up like you thought I would Call the crib, same number, same hood, it's all good And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
- Um, I pop bands when I roll with Justin, I drink lean not Robitussin, You know I'm buggin', I told her we related just so the bitch would blow my cousin, I'm coming back and I'm spittin' fire, And you singin' like Jerimaiah, I won't retire, I'm gon' get higher, I'm gon' be flyer, You a fuckin' liar, Like snitch you see, Lyrically y'all be killin' me up in the industry, I drink Vodka mixed with the Hennessy, I really don't do that but you get it B, Woah, Woah, Woah, Lemme kill em with the flow, Sniff another quarter ounce of blow, Put it in ya nose, Cause these motherfuckers already be knowing when I'm turnin' on the rope, Prolly like woah! I got the black rob, Motherfuckers know that I be gettin' no night job, She wanna swallow my knob like corn on the cob, And you know that you gon' get robbed, I'm back on my shit, Y'all already know that I will not quit, I'm too legit like MC Hammer, Imma just shit in the Pamper, You say words to my grandma, Sippin' on D'USSE, Woo! I'm poppin' yo bitch in the coochie, Cause' she is juicy, Just like her booty, I'm the mane like Gucci, You prolly didn't get it but, I wouldn't wanna whip it in the kitchen, These motherfuckers know that I be terrific, And I be never written, The motherfucker really be spittin', Woah! Lemme get on the beat, I made your bitch spit on my meat.