Soulja Boy

Soulja Boy - Sippin And Tippin lyrics

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Lil mama do her dance, like she in the money game

Alright, alright, ok

Pretty boy gonn do his thang

I’m pretty boy gonn do his thang

Lil mama do her dance, like she in the money game, yeah

I’m pretty boy gonn do his thang, yeah, yeah

I’m pretty boy gonn do his thang

I said I’m chilling, and I’m sipping

And I’m tipping, feeling right

Shawty get tipsy, ain’t nothing silly

Couple millies, seem right

I’m sipping, I’m tipping

I’m said I’m sipping, I’m tipping

She feeling tipsy, feeling right

I’m sipping something purple, you know that it ain’t nothing

I’m riding through the city when we stunting

We do it all for nothing

Tell me what you smoking, is you fronting into something

Front into something, I don’t front for nothing

What you smoking, and what you drinking

They got you feeling right, them true religion …

Got you looking right

them true religion … on that booty feeling tight

And tell me what you smoking, and tell me what you drinking

And do you like to party, with your girls on the weekend

You know it’s not a thing to call up your friends

And we can hit the bitch, we can do our thing

I’ve been thinking bout this, that for a while

We stay for a while, hey, we stay for a while

I said I’m chilling, and I’m sipping

And I’m tipping, feeling right

Shawty get tipsy, ain’t nothing silly

Couple millies, seem right

I’m sipping, I’m tipping

I’m said I’m sipping, I’m tipping

She feeling tipsy, feeling right

Shawty feeling tipsy and shawty feeling

Shawty wanna dream, shawty wanna dive

Jump off in the pool, I’m a cool dude

You know when I do, …on 22

Catch me in a Bentley coupe, anything is new

You know I got the jewels, and you can sip too

Pour up a deuce, beefing with any nigga, I don’t call no truth

Young dre going ham, pull up door slam

They know just who I am

Pull up Maserati, everywhere the bitch hop in this…paparazzi

I said I pull up paparazzi, you know it’s paparazzi

I pull up Maserati, pockets on sloppy, damn I’m so goddy

Damn I’m so cocky

Got them foes watching, that how you know my buzz popping

And I just stand, I just stand

You know that it is on, soon as we get home

Sipping on patron, alright nigga gone, put me in my zone, alright, alright.

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