lirik lagu the tip out – allblack
[intro]
special thank you
sky thank you for f-ckin’ with me
[verse 1]
i hope i make myself clear, i’ma say this once
i want your money, b-tch i ain’t tryna f-ck
i got gas money for you baby, you ain’t with it then cut
turn on xvideos just to catch my nut
yeah i’m up, i’m tired f-cking on these sl-ts
i went to jail and them sl-ts left me stuck
i’m done with these chimney -ss n-ggas and they broke -ss ways
i ain’t tryna smoke and chill dog, i’m tryna get paid
been manipulating b-tches since the first grade
deuce gave me lunch money, b-tches gave me hot trays
rock the vans and the chucks, i don’t need them j’s
i’m andre ward on these n-ggas, i don’t never lose a fade
if a b-tch on my team then she lucked up
i had a down -ss b-tch but i f-cked up
since my brother snaked me out i have no trust
they say i’m selfish with my heart, i give no f-cks
they say i pop too much molly, i’m like so what?
any hood, shooting dice, still won’t get touched
you ain’t never heard a black striper froze up
and yo b-tch seen this roll so she chose up
i won’t let you have my heart baby
and you can’t hop in this sixteen unless you finna pay me
fifth of henn, that’s a pressure, know i’m so wavy
montclair, check the flannel, i’m a saks baby, that’s facts, baby
[chorus]
it’s somethin’ ’bout the way you throw it back baby
bend it over for a thug, make it clap baby
the way you move that body make me act crazy
show these ones, sit that -ss on my lap baby
it’s somethin’ ’bout the way you throw it back baby
bend it over for a thug, make it clap baby
the way you throw that body make me act crazy
show these ones, sit that -ss on my lap baby
[verse 2]
your boyfriend chain fake, i know your -ss embarr-ssed
but that smokeshop watch, i’d be ashamed to wear
say i talk a gang of sh-t like my cousin terrence
hate when real come around, these lames can’t stand it
but we can’t smoke inside the whip ’cause i brought the cannon
hoes started f-gging off so i start scamming
me and chop hitting norties for a soft seven
i hit the club with the thugs, all the hoes staring
when i cheese you see gold like i’m up in cabin
(you ain’t never heard a black striper froze up
and your b-tch seen this roll so she chose up)
[chorus]
it’s somethin’ ’bout the way you throw it back baby
bend it over for a thug, make it clap baby
the way you move that body make me act crazy
show these ones, sit that -ss on my lap baby
it’s somethin’ ’bout the way you throw it back baby
bend it over for a thug, make it clap baby
the way you throw that body make me act crazy
show these ones, sit that -ss on my lap baby
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