J-Kwon - Tipsy

[Intro - J-Kwon]
Teen Drinking, is very bad
Yo I got a fake id tho
Yea(Hot, Hot, Hot), Yea, Yea
Yo, two step wit` me, two step wit` me

[Verse 1]
One, here comes the two to the three to the four
Everybody drunk out on the dance floor
Baby girl ass giggle like she want more
Like she a groupie and I ain`t even on tour
Maybe cause she heard that I rhyme hardcore
Or maybe cause she heard that I buy out the stores
Bottom of the 9th lets see if I can score
If not I gotta move on to the next floor
Here comes the three to the two to the one
Homeboy trippin` he don`t know I got a gun
When it come to pop shit we do this for fun
You ain`t got one? Nigga you better run
Now I`m in the back getting head from a hun
While she goin down I`m braggin on what I gun
She smokin` my stuff saying she ain`t havin fun
Bitch give it back now you don`t get none

[Chorus] x4
Everybody in the club gettin` tipsy
(Everybody in the club gettin` tipsy)

[Verse 2]
One, Here comes the three to the four to the five
Now I`m lookin` at shorty right in her eyes
Couple seconds pass now I`m lookin at her thighs
Why she tellin` me how much she had a guy
Say she got a kid but she got her tubes tied
Girl you 21 girl thats alright
I`m wonderin` if a shake comin` wit` those fries
If so baby can I get them super-sized
Here comes the four to the three to the two
She stay feelin` on my chest and right out the blue
Girl you super thick so I`m thinkin thats coo`
But instead of one life girl I need two
Her eyes got big when she glanced at my jewels
Expression on my face like she don`t got a clue
Then she told me she don`t run wit` the crew
You know how I do but that`s just what I gotta do

[Chorus] x4
Everybody in the club gettin` tipsy
(Everybody in the club gettin` tipsy)

[Verse 3]
Three, then comes the four to the five to the six
Suckas run into me, I ain`t gotta say I`m rich
Yes single man I ain`t tryin to get hitched
Liquor wasted on me man, Son of a bitch
Brushed it off now I`m back to gettin lit
Wit` some orange juice man, This some good shit
Homeboy trippin` cause I`m starin` at his bitch
Now he on the sideline starin` at my click
Here comes the five to the four to the three
Hands in the air if you cats drunk as me
Club owner say Kwon put out those trees
Dude I don`t care I`m a P.I.M.P

[Chorus] Repeat until song fades off with beat

Everybody in the club gettin` tipsy
(Everybody in the club gettin` tipsy)