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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Sippin And Tippin Lyrics

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Soulja Boy – Sippin And Tippin Lyrics

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