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sippin this sippin this syrup by myself 

I got them rainbow colors in my cup 
Jollyranchers man that shit be good as fuck 
That's that syrup
motherfucker
And we ain't playing wit'chu, y'all know the motherfucking sco', homie
Now pour it up, nigga

Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
motherfucker
And we ain't playing wit'chu, y'all know the motherfucking sco', homie
Now pour it up, nigga

Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip
on?
He said, "Man, that's the ounces of cough syrup that you sippin' on"

So shit, I poured it I sipped it, then I sipped some mo
I fired up a green
with my family, hangin' low, I embrace them

Heater on your side, it's a hundred percent chance
Some of these people by my side is straight up out
the ounces of cough syrup that you sippin' on
So shit I poured it I sipped it, then I sipped some mo
I fired up a green monster, and I hit that house
Playa pass me the green I'mma smoke it like a fiend
And I'm bout to pour some purple syrup and sip up on some lean
But its cool if you niggaz want
got a lot of Prada, that Dolce & Gabana
I can’t forget Estrada and that Valenciaga
I’m sippin' purple syrup, come be my entry mama
And if you is
the ounces of cough syrup that you sippin' on
So shit I poured it I sipped it, then I sipped some mo
I fired up a green monster, and I hit that house
her she my main girl, main dog, that's my name, Paul

[DJ Paul]
Now I can't say that I love her, but I got some love for her
She showed me, she was
x2]

(Ride out niggas!)
Dammit Memphis on the scene
They sippin' syrup and ridin' clean
On the block we by some beams
These stacks is bulgin' out
too gone for this

Poppin' pills and eatin' shrooms
Give me molly and 'Bou Lou
J'ger Bombs and bong rips
Vicodins and that syrup shit
Come with us
a drop-top Lexus,
Sippin' henny rollin' reckless, feelin' so motherfuckin' good I could roll my vehicle to
Texas,
And spit it like, this is for tha syrup
vehicle to Texas,
And spit it like, this is for the syrup sipper's
Gotta slow it down so you feel it, plus it make the words figure,
And spit some
pimpin'
Tearin' up them clubs with that syrup syrup sippin'
Club full of drugs on the curb just kickin'
Juicy J a jiggalo with 85 women
Ridin' in
Yes sir, SwishaHouse!
DJ Paul and Juicy J productions
Paul Wall, Swishahouse, Hypnotize Minds, Three 6 Mafia!
It's goin down

[Chorus: x4]
Like when I was down in that 'cedes dealer came out a winner
I'm a big bank flipper, purple syrup sipper
Stuntin' ass nigga, cost my thunder for some
the ground
Sippin' syrup by the gallon smoking kush by the pound
Make it flood with the ones, your bitch might drowned
Juicy got chips like Frito-Lay
And I'm
so turned up I can't find the ground (sippy)
Sippin' syrup by the gallon, smokin' kush by the pound
Make it flood with the ones, broke bitch might
[Chorus x2]
You throw Rose by the case [?]
Three hundred dollar jewellery [?] we [?] by the cases.
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It's
socidal to go slappin' through thy window
Somethin's creepin' up slow
It was a Lodus
Read about a hoe
Some sippin' on the women
Who gon' want to cross my
niggas never know (know)
Never know when you finna blow

Do you scrape up the curb
Then was sippin' some syrup
Then was blisted, twisted, since this
made
Friend or foe niggas never know (Know) never know when you fin' to blow

Dude scrapin' the curb, dippin' sippin' some syrup
Fingers blistered
of longevity
When melodies are looped and vocals harmonize in unity
Now its 99 and ain't a damn thing changed
Some seek fame as wealth manipulates the brain
that butter
Betty Crocker sippin' on muddy
Straight droppin' gon' get floody
Pyrex pot and the 40
This'll get a slow trap scorchin' 
If it ain't hot