Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What You Been Drankin On , by - Jim Jones. Release date: 22.08.2005
Song language: English
What You Been Drankin On |
| Dipset motherfuckas |
| Jha Jha, Jim Jones, Paul Wall… they call me Diddy |
| Yall motherfuckas must have lost yall mind |
| AHHH!!! |
| What u been drankin on What u been sippin on What got u bumpin in the funk wit all that gator on Cuz u aint drunk hoe |
| U aint drunk hoe |
| U aint ridin u aint live u aint drunk hoe |
| I was up in the club vibin, sippin on sizzurp vibin |
| Gettin a lil flow fo’my man wanna just slow to the jamz these girls wanna start |
| wylin |
| They gots to start trippin, they got the crowd listenin, |
| U know the type wanna get into a fight when it’s light them chiks just need |
| attention |
| They playin «Get from Round», im sayin get from round me If u spill that drink on my brand new mink imma split every bitch that’s round |
| me We can buck if u want to Im the type that’ll give u what u want boo |
| Yall chicks cant stand me I bet a bunch of Gees, just wait til’I bust to the roof |
| Cuz u aint drunk nigga |
| U aint drunk nigga |
| Til’that sizzurp and henny is in yo cup nigga |
| What u been sippin on? |
| What u been hittin on? |
| U see them chicks in Bakinies we spillin Chrisses on |
| (Call me Diddy) Lets ride that out |
| Stop that talk outside your mouth |
| I’ll put guys outside your house |
| We the hottest in the south |
| Badboy, Dipset |
| Baby girl, get ya lips wet |
| Maybach like that shoffa |
| Money aint to far from Oprah’s |
| U should’ve seen what I paid my shoffer |
| It’s e-nuff to buy u a roster |
| This toaster, supposed to, take u on a rollercoaster |
| U aint poppin like Diddy baby, Im rockin wit Diddy baby |
| The Drops is terrific kid, the watches cost 80 mothafucka… |
| What U been drinkin on Who U been smokin with |
| What got U actin all silly doin stupid shit |
| Cuz U aint drunk nigga |
| U little fuck nigga |
| U aint bad, U’s a fagg, U aint tough nigga |
| Yall Know the deal, |
| Long arm shirt dont show the steal |
| Ski mask when we gone to kill |
| We blast and U know we will |
| We dont mash just olds-mobiles |
| Ride to ya block slow as hell |
| Look for U fucks than unload the shells, |
| A nigga get caught than please post bell |
| G’s up to my homies in jail |
| Know how it be that lonley S.L. |
| Full of turf that smokey S.L. |
| U cookin it than u goin to hell |
| Im witta bitch in the front seat holdin the steal |
| Doc, Im so foreal |
| Move the candy ring to get the candycane, |
| For them pretty Range Rova wheels |
| What U been sippin on? |
| Whats in that white cup? |
| It’s that memphissing, co-dean, not purple tub! |
| Cuz U aint leanin bitch |
| U aint co-deanin bitch |
| That cup and money, U aint high, U aint sleepy bitch |
| Cock the 4, hold the duce |
| Mix the sprite made a juice |
| Prepare to lean off that co-dean |
| Prescription call it syrup gettin ya loose |
| White cup that’s full of that oil |
| Texas T we call it drank |
| Sittin sidewayz on them 4's lavish drippin wet candy paint |
| Who’s the man, who’s the G Houston southside 7 1 3 |
| Im on the block that we call south-lee |
| Sippin oil with the thugs and G’s |
| Paul Wall what U know about me Im on the grind and Im slangin leash |
| When I mix the sprite wit this sizzurp I’ll show U how to make a sprite remix |
| Dipset, BadBoy, Jim Jones, Jah Jah, Paul Wall… |
| They call me diddy… Harlem ''stand up'' |
| Dirty South ''stand up'', ''Midwest stand up'' |
| Westcoast ''stand up''…Yeaah… (Come On, Come On) |