Y.T. - Tippin On My Dick lyrics

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Tip It On My Dick, Tip It, Tip It On My Dick.

Tip It On My Dick, Tip It, Tip It On My Dick.

Tip It On My Dick, Tip It, Tip It On My Dick.

Tip It...

Tip It On My Dick, Tip It, Tip It On My Dick.

Tip It On My Dick, Tip It, Tip It On My Dick.

I'm in the party with my jeans to a sagg

If a girl wanna dance then she gotta be bad

All the hoes on my head like a ragg

One hand on my drink

Another hand full of ass...

Gotta bad bitch dancin' on me

Make a nigga have to come up out my skinnies

I'm on the wall

And she twirkin' on me

Got me hard in the pants

A nigga buzzin' like a bee

Double "G" "P" "R" is the name of the team

Space Ceejay

And my nigga Day Day

Frank, Julian

And the brodie Lang Lang

The mouth hit the ground when they all see me

10 seconds later & they tippin' on me.

Okay, y'all may know niggas like spud web

Killin' your fly like spider web

Money over bitches

You pigeons get no bread fuck what you thought

You can get dick heads 'til the cocks off, that's off

Swagg of the mackjack think out the box

Me I stay fitted even tank top & socks

Y'all niggas can't jerk Power Rangers go get'em

And we stay up on our fashion like fidem

Tippin' On My Dick ass bouncin' on my balls

Yo Meezy believe me

My mouth piece raw

Then in the function we gon' get that back seat of the car

And get that pussy wet like niagra falls

I'm a pretty swell guy

With a pretty swell stroke

I put it in take it out

We playin' okie pokie

Then I let her slurp on my liquified dopeness

Then I disappear like hocus pocus.