Lyrics:
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
you would kill sum
You gotta show me you live sum
P.S.Y can you tell me where the glock at
You gotta show me a lil sum
P.S.Y can you can you tell me
trying to do me
Got meaning behind all my bars you see
My guys Real ones
We grind Big funds
See none No fun
Rise up No lump
Big pump
No i can't even stop
playing the song and says the spice is you and me
Get Get Get Get Getting so high
Check this melody
[Bridge 1: Sonny B & kyte]
You know we I.P.P
Yeah you
Wanna get rich rich
Call me up stitch stitch
Who trying to pitch pitch
Name starting to be known
They watching my page scared by the glow no flaw
If you
mean this, know what I'm sayin'
(DROP IT!)
[Master P]
From the Master to the crowd that surrounds me
Once the king speaks you suckers better bow behind
Next pair, get a different stitch
Next pair, get a different stitch (Beats By Weez)
Mmm, mmm
Similar joint, different clip
Similar look, different
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
chop up a body
Last dude wanted smoke with me I showed up inside of his lobby
This murder shit is so fun to me swear it's my only hobby
I can get ya
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
Where our love would outlast
Too close to be together
Like iron on leather
Dark red, they fed up
No splatter like a setup
Don't tell me I ain't told ya
rookies
I used to put work on the e way wit snookie
Runnin up numbers like bookies
Had niggas mixing the sour wit cookies
Niggas is mad that it's me
I put
Cause I'm a soldier
No Limit finest
Mouth full of gold teeth and diamonds
Uhh - uhh
Hit 'em up nigga
Get 'em get 'em get 'em
Miss me I'ma split 'em
miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants to play
A lovegame, a lovegame
Hold me
played him, same sh- you did to me, cold
Have you any idea the sh- I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor? All this pent-up resentment I hold on to
Not
rotten
And the way you played him, same shit you did to me, cold
Have you any idea the shit I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor? All this pent-up
for what
I came from nothing, see me grinding, ain’t no dent in my heart
I’m just so numb, can’t have no fun
My P.O watching me
Police be stalking me
My
bitch
Keep up quick catch a stitch wanna get rich
Harder by the day but I'm after
No stress I'm blessed My life makes sense
Makes sense
Comprehend the fat
affair
It really was a lively affair.
It was a helluva fun'ral, It was a helluva fun'ral
The national guard showed up for me;
And during the oration,
cause the Spirit is your biggest snitch
2020 my man and I went to the Islands was feeling like Lilo like Stitch
They pulling up on me but I am not scared,
Well it was Friday in the P.M.
And just like every weekend
I was ready to throw down
Yeah, I get a little tore up
So I call my bros up to meet me
got one Glock
Niggas be sweet, gumdrop
I luh the sound uh da gun pop
Come To the 978 issa fun block
She asked me when you gon stop this I'm almost done
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