lirik lagu what’s in my cup – sprite lee
[intro]
ayy, slim with the sauce
b*tch i’m up
ohh, oh oh
ohh, ohh, oh oh oh
ohh, oh oh
ohh, ohh oh
[chorus]
oh, what’s in my cup, what i’m sippin’ now (sippin’ now)
i got vibes runnin’ through the house (through the house)
she on her tippy toes walking down (walking down)
i told my baby “stand her f*cking ground” (her f*cking ground)
i might give her seven, eight rounds (eight rounds)
i might knock that p*ssy out of bounds (out of bounds)
like it how you drippin’, shop at every town (yeah)
b*tch where you wan go, uh (go)
you don’t need no coats, oh (no coats)
i know you sick and tired of seein’ other b*tches flyin’ private when you flyin’ coach (oh yeah), yeah
you ain’t gotta do it no more, uh uh
you ain’t gotta do it no more
[verse]
she been workin’ on that ass (okay)
i give her props for that (her props)
that sh*t don’t mean a thing (a thing)
if you can’t throw that sh*t back (throw it back)
go in and call your friends (uh)
yeah cause i need a couple of snacks (of snacks)
i need some hеad to relax (oh yeah)
i might buy you your favorite bag (favoritе bag)
i ain’t takin’ my foot off the gas (gas)
i know my opps on my ass
but i dropped the roof today (uh uh uh)
i like the sun in my face (face)
i ain’t goin’ outside, n*gga no way (uh uh uh)
i put your baby mama on the cam (cam)
i beat it up, pass it by the camp (uh uh)
he on my block, spinnin’ the benz
call up my brodie, i call up my twin
this sh*t for life (ayy)
i cannot ride with n*ggas that never makin’ sacrifice (ayy, woah)
i cannot ride with b*tches that always do sh*t outta spite (no, no)
that’s way too much pressure (oh uh)
i got my sh*t together (ayy)
this cash my lethal weapon (paow)
[pre*chorus]
i fly to la way too much (ohhh)
i keep on lookin’ at your b*tt
i like that you don’t give a f*ck (ohhh)
i tried it once, i don’t like love
that sh*t for the birds i swear to god (ohhh)
i’m on a different type of vibe
i catch a different type of high (woah woah woah)
[chorus]
oh, what’s in my cup, what i’m sippin’ now (sippin’ now)
i got vibes runnin’ through the house (through the house)
she on her tippy toes walking down (walking down)
i told my baby “stand her f*cking ground” (her f*cking ground)
i might give her seven, eight rounds (eight rounds)
i might knock that p*ssy out of bounds (out of bounds)
like it how you drippin’, shop at every town (yeah)
b*tch where you wan go, uh (go)
you don’t need no coats, oh (no coats)
i know you sick and tired of seein’ other b*tches flyin’ private when you flyin’ coach (oh yeah), yeah
you ain’t gotta do it no more, uh uh
you ain’t gotta do it no more
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