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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
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
Sippin' on some siz-erp, sip, sippin' on some, sip (Repeat 8x)

For a trill, working the wheel, a pimp not a fimp
Keep the dope fiends higher than
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
glock leavin victims wit stitches/
they in obituaries identified by they pictures/
can't be no dj if he ain't scratchin wit mixers/
my rhymes cappable
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
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
lungs from tha blunt smoke
4 deep, eyes closed, gon on that door to door
Smokin on annie maes, swervin up in that burbon
Sippin on that syrup and y'all
[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
the hammer
For any nigga wherevera
But I came here to get on goose and Tropicana
Get loose put some more of my juice
In your caboose
Sippin' everything