CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Tip Toe
Intro:
Wait, Wait
(Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow)
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Tip Toe, Pockets so fat like a hippo (hold on)
I turn your wife to a widow
Bro just got blood on his new coat (that's a fact)
Damn, hold on
f**k it, I gave her d**k and she love it (uh huh)
Ask that b*t*h what she want, she say nothin
Burkin bag on her back and she frontin
Burkin bag in the back and she cap a lot
I do drugs, I trap a lot (hold on)
Bad b*t*h, fat ass and she laugh a lot
She be in the club straight gas a lot
Don't send the addy cause we got the drop (uh huh)
Came from the bottom now we at the top
Woah, what, I put my thumb in her, UH (that's a fact)
I just been running it up
I'm like a stitch in the cut
Bro got a pound of the runtz
And we smoking not bagging it up
Woah, she stepped in the room with no clothes
Told her lean back, Fat Joe
My body different, I could take your soul
Only two ways this could go (hold on)
You know, I like fast cars, nice clothes
Oh no, my heart, so cold
Don't love me let me go
Hold on, step up, jump in that water, get wet up
I like her best friend better
Might let her tell poparetta
I think she might turn, Sleepy never let up (uh)
Im too hot though better catch up, hold on, hold on
Im too hot though better catch up
Pull up, pop out, still got my Glock you get knocked out
Ride through the block with the top down
Ima clean em up I'm bout to mop out (facts)
Ayy, wait, say they love me but I'm trying to see how
Free my gang got em up in the dog pound
Ran it up they ain't puttin my dogs down
What, What, ran it up, they ain't putting my dogs down
(Ayy Ayy) Ran it up ain't no putting my dogs down
Wait, Wait
(Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow)
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Tip Toe, Pockets so fat like a hippo (hold on)
I turn your wife to a widow
Bro just got blood on his new coat (that's a fact)
Damn, hold on
f**k it, I gave her d**k and she love it (uh huh)
Ask that b*t*h what she want, she say nothin
Burkin bag on her back and she frontin
Burkin bag in the back and she cap a lot
I do drugs, I trap a lot (hold on)
Bad b*t*h, fat ass and she laugh a lot
She be in the club straight gas a lot
Don't send the addy cause we got the drop (uh huh)
Came from the bottom now we at the top
Woah, what, I put my thumb in her, UH (that's a fact)
I just been running it up
I'm like a stitch in the cut
Bro got a pound of the runtz
And we smoking not bagging it up
Woah, she stepped in the room with no clothes
Told her lean back, Fat Joe
My body different, I could take your soul
Only two ways this could go (hold on)
You know, I like fast cars, nice clothes
Oh no, my heart, so cold
Don't love me let me go
Hold on, step up, jump in that water, get wet up
I like her best friend better
Might let her tell poparetta
I think she might turn, Sleepy never let up (uh)
Im too hot though better catch up, hold on, hold on
Im too hot though better catch up
Pull up, pop out, still got my Glock you get knocked out
Ride through the block with the top down
Ima clean em up I'm bout to mop out (facts)
Ayy, wait, say they love me but I'm trying to see how
Free my gang got em up in the dog pound
Ran it up they ain't puttin my dogs down
What, What, ran it up, they ain't putting my dogs down
(Ayy Ayy) Ran it up ain't no putting my dogs down
