Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Spill It, artist - Paul Wall.
Date of issue: 01.12.2014
Song language: English
Don't Spill It |
Please don’t spill my drink, please don’t spill my drink |
Straight up out the pharmacy, it cost up bout a frame |
Please don’t spill my drink, please don’t spill my drink |
Cause it can knock it over, you gonna come up off some bank |
Please don’t spill it, please don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, please don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, please don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it |
Sipping on the coldest of the potent codeine in my cup |
Bartender i could have been the way I mixed em sodas up |
Different combinations, mixes, everyday I switch it up |
And if you ain’t think that I ain’t muddy, bitch you got me so fucked up |
So we can not go blow this cover, I’ma let this shit be known |
I’ma knock you in your dome, if you so touch this Styrofoam |
Swang on you like I was swanging, tippin' on some chrome |
If a single drop spill, then its on, its on |
Please don’t spill my drink, please don’t spill my drink |
Straight up out the pharmacy, it cost up bout a frame |
Please don’t spill my drink, please don’t spill my drink |
Cause it can knock it over, you gonna come up off some bank |
Please don’t spill it, please don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, please don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, please don’t spill it, my drank |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it, my drank |
Hold up, look what you doing nigga watch my cup |
Smoking cookie blunts, Memphis nigga drinking yellow tuss |
And I’m bumping Pimp C, riding with me a thick yellow slut |
Yeah she just give me head, nah, she gonna roll my blunt, uh |
Pour me up a 8, then I dip my blunt in it, ay |
I’ma keep it pimpin', sneakers by Givenchy |
Medicine what I’m sippin' |
My boy Paul Wall just hit me, said he on the way to Memphis |
Damn the yellow got me itchin' |
Please don’t spill my drink, please don’t spill my drink |
Straight up out the pharmacy, it cost up bout a frame |
Please don’t spill my drink, please don’t spill my drink |
Cause it can knock it over, you gonna come up off some bank |
Please don’t spill it, please don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, please don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, please don’t spill it, my drank |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it |
Please don’t spill it, don’t spill it, my drank |