| Yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah
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| PG, yeah
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| One time, yeah
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| Run that back, Turbo
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| Big Guap
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| Watch a nigga scatter when the shots fired
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| Catch a bad bitch and fuck her one time, yeah (Woo)
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| Bangin' five star like Dallas (Woo)
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| And my Crip partner got Pateks (Racks)
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| Money real green like lettuce, yeah (Woo)
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| Neighbor real pussy, why they tellin'? |
| (Yeah)
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| And you know slime bringin' big blocks (Slatt, slatt)
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| Came from nothin', now we at the tip-top (Tip-top)
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| With big Guap, big bags
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| Smash off in the 'Cat, leave a mark like turd
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| 'Bout 1'5, we’ll put 'em in a hearse
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| Young nigga shit, park the Bentley on the curb
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| Got a big bag with a strap, no purse
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| Playin' with gang, go’n 'head, see a nurse
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| Yeah, I’m gettin' paper, I ain’t waitin' for the first
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| Yeah, yeah, big drip alert
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| Yeah, bitches wan' fuck on young Big Guap 'cause they know that Big Guap is
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| havin' a check (Woo)
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| I had to show these old niggas that young niggas was gon' go big on these vets
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| (Woo)
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| Got in the booth and went got me a check, and I told 'em to send it direct
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| (Racks, racks, racks)
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| Hightop Fendi, wearin' the shoes, watch me flex (Woo)
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| Drop-top, and the coupe full, I got head (Woo)
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| Glock cocked and it pop, ooh, at your neck (Woo)
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| I got the racks in Crip blue like they Kenny
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| Diamonds they lookin' like Pooh, yeah, they pretty
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| Popped me a Perc' and went ooh on her titties
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| Smokin' exotic, I’m zooted, I’m litty
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| They didn’t know what to do with the city
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| I’ma fuck me on like two if they pretty
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| I’ma pop me like two in a minute
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| All on the floor, stack the racks to the ceiling (Racks, racks, racks)
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| Racks on my gown, I spent racks on my pendant
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| Eliantte, boy, the chain on me tennis
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| Come off the head, I eat a dinner to send me
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| Stick full of lead, it gon' aim at your fitted
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| Watch a nigga scatter when the shots fired
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| Catch a bad bitch and fuck her one time, yeah (Woo)
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| Bangin' five star like Dallas (Woo)
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| And my Crip partner got Pateks (Racks)
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| Money real green like lettuce, yeah (Woo)
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| Neighbor real pussy, why they tellin'? |
| (Yeah)
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| And you know slime bringin' big blocks (Slatt, slatt)
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| Came from nothin', now we at the tip-top (Tip-top)
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| With big Guap, big bags
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| Smash off in the 'Cat, leave a mark like turd
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| 'Bout 1'5, we’ll put 'em in a hearse
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| Young nigga shit, park the Bentley on the curb
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| Got a big bag with a strap, no purse
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| Playin' with gang, go’n 'head, see a nurse
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| Yeah, I’m gettin' paper, I ain’t waitin' for the first
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| Yeah, yeah, big drip alert
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| Told 'em we on our way up
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| Fuck all the opps, if it’s up then it’s stuck
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| Yeah, I pour me a deuce in my cup
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| I smoke on exotic, them Percs, I eat up
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| Yeah, these bitches, they bound to get fucked
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| But I am no cop so why would I cuff?
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| Yeah, you know comin' up, it was rough
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| Don’t show me fake love, I done had enough
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| All this water, my diamonds on fleek
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| Give a fuck who you is, you ain’t takin' from me
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| No sleep, just creep when it come to beef
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| Got a bad lil' bitch on the passenger seat
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| Go pick the bitch up just to roll my weed
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| Give me head one time, then she gotta leave
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| YSL, Glock Block, I’m with FBG
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| We’ll wipe your nose, you ain’t gotta sneeze
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| Water my neck, my wrist, my diamonds on freeze
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| Bitch beggin' me to stop, make the bitch say please
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| Yeah, I’m a big Crip, some of my homies bleed
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| And if you kickin' shit, probably wouldn’t say cheese
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| You can come get your bitch, yeah, been on her knees
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| And we ain’t nothin' like the rats, but we want all the cheese
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| I’m runnin' the money with Guap and Lil Keed
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| Like we from the 9, we play for the keeps
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| Watch a nigga scatter when the shots fired (Shots fired)
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| Catch a bad bitch and fuck her one time, yeah (One time)
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| Bangin' five star like Dallas (Dallas)
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| And my Crip partner got Pateks (Got Pateks)
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| Money real green like lettuce, yeah (Like lettuce)
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| Neighbor real pussy, why they tellin'? |
| (Tellin')
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| And you know slime bringin' big blocks (Big blocks)
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| Came from nothin', now we at the tip-top (Tip-top)
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| With big Guap, big bags (Big bags)
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| Smash off in the 'Cat, leave a mark like turd (Skrrt)
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| 'Bout 1'5, we’ll put 'em in a hearse (In a hearse)
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| Young nigga shit, park the Bentley on the curb (On the curb)
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| Got a big bag with a strap, no purse (No purse)
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| Playin' with gang, go’n 'head, see a nurse (See the nurse)
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| Yeah, I’m gettin' paper, I ain’t waitin' for the first (For the first)
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| Yeah, yeah, big drip alert (Yeah)
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| Run that back, Turbo |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tip Top , by - Lil Keed. Song from the album Long Live Mexico, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп