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no time to wait, yeah (skrrt) vamos
Ain't no time for games, yeah (skrrt) vamos
Baby shake the hip and you gonna get a tip
We tip toe, thicc hoes

the way she just do her own thing while i roll the dro
Y'all ain't in the topic stop it drop it low down on this dick
Girl wanna tip from the shit so i lick

about dollars 
Then I'd have a problem I'd fill up my pockets 
Wonder what could solve it 
Maybe a tip jar 

I put my tee shirt in my mouth 
To keep from

give me one second
Then he made everything reappear
Now be clear like Tip said
While I'm tip toeing in my breads
I don't give a fuck what you said
I

strong
Pon di song mi wah yuh tic toc tic
Bubble pon di cock tip
DJ wheel it up, pull it up like a zip
Girl spit pon e dick and jiggle in a split
It too

all around your tip
Don't make me beg
I want it please don't make me beg
Gotta have just one more taste
Gotta feel you on my face
Gotta have just one

choose him
Then it's gonna turn into some harder shit
I gotta a fucking arsenal of arsenic
I borrowed it
In exchange for a hollow tip
Matter a fact I think

drip so I nutted on her lip
Shawty took my soul started sucking on the tip 

Aye 
Run it back run it back I'm not done 
I'm just getting started trynna

the window, yelling out fuck everybody
Bitches don’t know shit. Always forget about the tip
Flapping your lips comes with a consequence
Bitches don’t know shit.

heads and lick our boot tips 
Worship the will of the vampire fiends 

All kneel down, bow you heads and lick our boot tips 
Worship the will

on Christ 
Settling for a human bride 
Planning to breed unholy might 

So, now I touch the red 
Her lips like wine 
Our lust burning bright 
As glasses tip

minuten van de radar af
Maak een theetje, ondertussen tel me wisselgeld
Ben ik zeker van me zaken, geef ik TIP de helft
Elke stap die we zetten is al

Just fake & play a role to get on tip
I move different get with me
Ducked off in the city
These niggas plotting on fam & killing the kiddies
We all came

This drink fucked me up
You know it's that yucky stuff
It's that yucky
Put my tip tip in her tummy
Then I dip dip like she ugly
But she bad bad no bunny

shlumped on that fuck tip
All a nigga know is corruption
And my draco might touch em
You talk on that fuck shit
He don't wanna see shlumped on that fuck tip

short again 
Want to free yourself 
In and out of time 
Feel it override  
Here on the Layline 
On the tip of my tongue 
On the tip of my thumb 
Time

more than I'm back on road I plan my next show ay
Dunking on em Vince Carter
Bank account getting larger
Tip well to my barber
I take her down lawnmower

with my partners
Cuz we been on tip lately
I been on tip for a while now
Messing with us you gon' find out
Run up on us you gon' find out
We goin' crazy

like a ship
And my ego too big so she only take the tip
Talking, bout she driving miles just to see me
I'm like, (what) chill I could be right up on yo

Lyrical genre
The tip of the tongue drips in double entendres til' they catch on
Pursuant and howling at moons from the alters if the thought's wrong

gasping for air but girl I only put the tip in

I said I'm so sick of love songs
I'm so tired of you
Baby why you leave me alone
I can't get over you

I'm

a door
Make it blow make it blow
Wet it up wet it up
Hollow tips in a big pole
Pull-up to the party it's bussin you cappin
You say that this a no fly zone

One slip
One slip of the tongue
And you're ultimately too conversational
One tip
I dip and I run
Cause you don't know when to stop
Too cold
Too bold,

Bambii looks rich
This that drip talent typa tip
This that born with drip typa tip
Huh

Walk in the room like sheesh
Who's that bitch OG Bambii
That bitch