Lyrics:
the tip, not the base
She suck the tip, not the base
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
Roll up (roll up,)
know
When you tip pon your toe gyal you're sexy
Know your age when you bend down low
Bubble fast and slow
Gyal, you ah di best and everybody know
When
legs spread it like a muthafucker
Niggas talk shit, I let the hawk spit
Nigga hollow tips with an iced out cross tip
Cross this muthafucker, get fucked
even lie I'm seeing real things lately
I can't even lie I'm feeling real waves lately
I'm tip toeing quite dangerously
Know the devil the Angel of music
eyes of the glossy romance of fashion
Where she can learn top tips for the gas cook
Successful secrets of a sexual kind
The daily drill for beautiful
baby
(It makes my heart jump)
Say it like you mean it
It's right there on the tip of your tongue
(You hit my phone up)
And I can feel it
And I like
eyes of the glossy romance of fashion
Where she can learn top tips for the gas cook
Successful secrets of a sexual kind
The daily drill for beautiful
swollen ankle
The rotating head tries to stay on the right side of things
On the right side of things
Living on tip-toe
Waiting for the next step
swollen ankle
The rotating head tries to stay on the right side of things
On the right side of things
Living on tip-toe
Waiting for the next step
eyes of the glossy romance of fashion
Where she can learn top tips for the gas cook
Successful secrets of a sexual kind
The daily drill for beautiful
where others before have failed?
If so then somebody
Shake shake shake me sane
Cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion's tail
He
(who let you go)
He can't hurt you no more
(No, no, no)
Let's tip your hat (tip your hat)
To the fool (yeah, yeah, yeah)
To the fool (to the fool)
swollen ankle
The rotating head tries to stay on the bright side of things
On the right side of things
Living on tip-toe
Waiting for the next step
against the wall
On the tip of their tongue is the word that all along could
Turn around the way it'd fall
The thinking about what she's got she's
on me
As I look at you tonight
I tip my hat to the keeper of the stars
He sure knew what he was doin'
When he joined these two hearts
I hold everything
stand on the tip of my tongue
I can't get you out of my head
There's no syncopation with any relation
Could it be that there's trouble ahead?
Four
pennies tip my hat couldn't get many
All around the city are the troubadours
Lalalalala
Sing songs for pennies tip my hat couldn't get many
All
to the tip top in this here hip-hop
My style varies and my vocal carries
To El Segundo where I seen Q-Tip
Sipping on Colada wit his honey dip
So. c'mon
issue
Rollin off the tongue was the fresh one-liner
And CB talker was the zero one-niner
Took a slight drop from the tip of the top
Now I'm out for
Whether it's in a crowd, or on the sneak tip
I wax you and your posse watch you trip and flip
As you drop the mic, cause you don't have the gift
To rip
out.
My big hands
Keep my big hand to myself.
Tip toe too
Tip toe around the house
Come, Come on in
It's not, it's not like that
Down, down we
to myself.
Tip toe too
Tip toe around the house
Come, Come on in
It's not, it's not like that
Down, down we go
Fall through, fall through the cracks.
to school
Why don'tcha get a job
Hey girl you better shape up
You're lookin' like a slob
You think that life's a free ride
Well, take a tip from me
used to
But you jumped on hte tip when you heard me and the juice crew
You said, "mmm mmm mmm, ain't that somethin?
Yo craig, I head you in that jam,
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