Lyrics:
got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
Bitches doing splits on the dick for a tip
Think she finna be my girlfriend and take her on some trips
901 Beat Cartel
You're in the mix with the one
your
Superman, and you be my Lois Lane.
Right now I can't believe that.
I can come and get it when I want it,
Like this.
It's at my finger tips
me slick tip the ruler
Oh, you did it to me once again my friend
I swear you do it to me everytime
'Cause you stay crazy on my mind
Yo you got it
takin' a beatin'
You're sure to see the Pink Panther speakin'
[Q-Tip]
I'm a native New Yorker, I pitch a lot of porker
When I get my ride, I be
to Allah
Where we pray
Don't do presi's that's deceased, a
Graveyard in my safe, hey
I been ballin' every night where
These niggas can't see me, swear
Froze
so you know
The money ain't a thang
And the way that I walk
You can tell my nuts hang do your thang
'cause I like to see you
Shake it from the back
The F.A.H
You'll see why
Q.U
Double E.
N
Is the reason I must be myself
What else?
Well fame hasn't got me
Souped up
Selling out
Sloppy or poppy
The kids were in gym as I went for a swim
I rocked her so good until she wanted it again
That was jet-set, so soft and wet
Now Kisha's on my tip, and that
A basin water to put your face in
Shoes to do the lacing
Corruption when you walk
Corrupt you when you talk
What you up to in the dark?
It's like, R2-D2 see
[Lil' Kim]
I'm the L-I-L to the K-I-M
And not be -I-G, R.I.P. ba-by
I, rep BK and the, N.Y.C.
Don't no bitch do it like I D-I-D
And, since
[Lil' Kim]
I'm the L-I-L to the K-I-M
And not be -I-G, R.I.P. ba-by
I, rep BK and the, N.Y.C.
Don't no bitch do it like I D-I-D
And, since
to
See your acuteness
I'll clean you out
Like I'm a q tip
Eatin' outta the tulips
Like it's chips
With some French dip
It's super simple
Your ass is not
of tempo
(Why MD?) C'mon E, cause P keep it simple
Plus I'm strikin like lightnin, throwin blows like Tyson
Slayin MC's on the Q-T, sorta like a sniper
So if
Joe
You get cooked nigga B-B-Q
I Diplo then go MIA
Then skate off like a T.I. role
Niggas pretend to be bosses
You signed a 360, you lost it
me Slick Tip the Ruler
Oh, you did it to me once again my friend
I swear you do it to me everytime
Cause you stay crazy on my mind
Yo you got it
(ty)
T-are-a-see-t is the mc (cee)
It's the ll, inside the place to be (be)
Tash love...are you ready to rock the mic?
Q-tip...are you ready
clearer to see
You not a goblin Goodz it's about a dollar
Niggas could beat ya collar
But out here robbin' (Robin) Hoods
You got it good, niggas can't be
packing my gauge, if I feel it
The glock, the gat, the nine, the heaters
See I be busting caps like my amp be busting speakers
So how do you figure that
it
Stick shift, automatic, automatic big clip
Round clip
Hit a nigga while I downshift, yeah
It's me again, all I be is win, never if
If you see
said, "Well what about Tommy
The younger brother?"
She said, "See, umm, he's at the pharmacy"
I said, "He'll be back soon how much
Longer could it be
me Slick Tip the Ruler
Oh, you did it to me once again my friend
I swear you do it to me everytime
Cause you stay crazy on my mind
Yo you got it
Dawwwg (damage musiq on the beat) a wah unnu do without the gal dem pon the pole me no know Enuh Yu See Me!
Verse 1
No emotional (inks) don’t attach
can't do nothing for you on that tip girl (I don't wanna eat it)
So you can keep that salmon sandwhich to yo' self (don't wanna eat it)
Well I kick it
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