Lyrics:
Buddy all in my face
For the lap, Jimbrowski must wear a cap
Just in case the young girl likes to clap
Ain't for the wind, but before I begin
I'll
I got a college bitch, stripper ho
Hit the club monday night just to tip a ho
I got a corporate bitch, she my corporate broad
Buy me all type
My look is too legit
So, when you purchase it
Be sure to thank this chick
For all the attention you get
Not by coincidence
Glitter lips & tips
I love
grace that amazes
All praises due to Q who do true
You don't, cannot, shouldn't you
The little engine that couldn't
Me the stop that wouldn't
You
that I'm so cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cute
Push back on it like a q-tip, goin' q-tip
Disappear like where my roof at
The roof at (Skrrt)
Surround
Ay, ay
Q
He's doin' the Suzie Q, now
Well, it ain't nothin' to it
People, it's just easy to do
(harmonica & instrumental)
Well, I know'd a lady
By
I've got to dive in
Before this fear pulls me under under
And If I hold out hold back too long
You may be gone, you might move on
Im not gonna tip toe
In time my brother, In time
Everybody thinks Q-Tip is odd
'Cause holy, holy Q-Tip speaks of God
The changes of time arranges a rhyme
Rhymers (?)
on the tip
I could catch a blade in my flip flop
36 O's in my bitch cup
We stacking up our money to the tip
All my niggas winning on the tip
I could catch
We play
With gold plated grenades
We play
With gold plated grenades
I'm all up in your ears like a Q tip
I don't mean a q tip I'm mean I'm like
your little thang
Mack it around, and do your little thing
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hook: Q-Tip
It's such a vivrant thang nigga
Vivrant thang, a vivrant thang
life
My public well-standing
At risk when I talk to y’all like this!
This is a moment in the matrix
Bro! The vibes is back! The vibes is back!
Orchestrated by chemistry and
Good energy
Nurture it like a nursery
The spirits with the force in me
Using my voice for poetry
P’s and q’s
Late night rendezvous
Pete Rock large Professor
Q Tip abstract Radio
Pete Rock, my brother from the burning
What's going on because I
Know that you're earning
All
slumber
I'm one and only
Tip top the clouds
I let my soul speak
Tip top the clouds
Tip top the
Tip top the
Witness the
Witness the
Witness
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
And your B.M. trip when she see me in the club
The man, five-oh, I don't see him in the club
Cause he out in the CT with a dick in his butt
Y'all stay OT
And your B.M. trip when she see me in the club
The man, five-oh, I don't see him in the club
Cause he out in the CT with a dick in his butt
Y'all stay OT
the scenes I'm shooting ya cast
By the shell where I'm moving the gas a lot of shells put a few in your ass
My clientele be coming through for them bags your
killing
I can tell that you in your feelings
That hating tip only build tension, woah
I'm making moves, I'm making moves, I'm making moves
My grind is
a professional rhyme hoodlum
Hoochies all over my tip because I screwed 'em
One-time can't lock me up, cause I elude 'em
And bubblegum rappers can't fade me
a professional rhyme hoodlum
Hoochies all over my tip because I screwed 'em
One-time can't lock me up, cause I elude 'em
And bubblegum rappers can't fade me
So Hard
So Long
So Hard
So Long
T.I.P.S., T.I.P.S.
Giving you my best service
The struggle in my eyes to the road takes a toll
Stretchin' towards
by the reigns because I know that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a scorpio
And when I get my flow I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, what you
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