Tip My Hat BlueBucksClan
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[Intro]
(Ayo, stop playin' with 'em, Mook, drop that shit)
[Verse 1: Jeeezy]
Head super cold, she outdid herself (Yeah, she did)
Like I'm gettin' out the car, she removed my belt (Removed my belt)
Get to splashin' with these metals like I'm Michael Phelps (Michael Phelps)
Tryna get out with this white bitch, nigga, help (Nigga, help)
Candle wax on my shoes like they finna melt (They Margiela)
Lot of lame niggas here, I removed myself (Yeah, I'm gone)
Twenty guns in this bitch, I got a tool myself (Myself)
[Verse 2: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Head super fire, I had to tip my hat (Tip my hat)
Told her I ain't wanna fuck if she ain't get no wax (Got no wax)
Tradin' bitches with the homies, let me get her back (Let me get her)
Facin' 'Woods 'til I'm faded, I don't hit no Blacks (Ain't no Blacks)
Six-thousand-dollar 'fit, this shit don't match (Shit don't match)
Told 'em bring the butter cake, I ain't full enough (I ain't full)
I just told a good bitch she ain't good enough (You ain't shit)
Nigga say he hit my bitch, yeah, you couldn't've (Yeah, you couldn't've)
You been rappin' all your life and you shouldn't've (Yeah, you shouldn't've)
Tax a nigga for a feature, then I stood him up (Never did it)
[Verse 3: Jeeezy]
I give credit where it's due, yeah, she did her stuff (Yeah, you did it)
I be runnin' bitches fast like I'm Josh Huff (Real fast)
A lot of good ones at this party, nigga, park up (Yeah, good ones)
Hibachi truck, ran into her, she was starstruck (Starstruck)
Deuce in a twenty-ounce, poured a large cup (Large cup)
Five dollars for my soda, it's a peach crush (Peach crush)
I feel like these niggas weak, yeah, Kareem Rush (Fast)
Like some candy from a baby, she keep stealin' me (Keep stealin' me)
(Ayo, stop playin' with 'em, Mook, drop that shit)
[Verse 1: Jeeezy]
Head super cold, she outdid herself (Yeah, she did)
Like I'm gettin' out the car, she removed my belt (Removed my belt)
Get to splashin' with these metals like I'm Michael Phelps (Michael Phelps)
Tryna get out with this white bitch, nigga, help (Nigga, help)
Candle wax on my shoes like they finna melt (They Margiela)
Lot of lame niggas here, I removed myself (Yeah, I'm gone)
Twenty guns in this bitch, I got a tool myself (Myself)
[Verse 2: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Head super fire, I had to tip my hat (Tip my hat)
Told her I ain't wanna fuck if she ain't get no wax (Got no wax)
Tradin' bitches with the homies, let me get her back (Let me get her)
Facin' 'Woods 'til I'm faded, I don't hit no Blacks (Ain't no Blacks)
Six-thousand-dollar 'fit, this shit don't match (Shit don't match)
Told 'em bring the butter cake, I ain't full enough (I ain't full)
I just told a good bitch she ain't good enough (You ain't shit)
Nigga say he hit my bitch, yeah, you couldn't've (Yeah, you couldn't've)
You been rappin' all your life and you shouldn't've (Yeah, you shouldn't've)
Tax a nigga for a feature, then I stood him up (Never did it)
[Verse 3: Jeeezy]
I give credit where it's due, yeah, she did her stuff (Yeah, you did it)
I be runnin' bitches fast like I'm Josh Huff (Real fast)
A lot of good ones at this party, nigga, park up (Yeah, good ones)
Hibachi truck, ran into her, she was starstruck (Starstruck)
Deuce in a twenty-ounce, poured a large cup (Large cup)
Five dollars for my soda, it's a peach crush (Peach crush)
I feel like these niggas weak, yeah, Kareem Rush (Fast)
Like some candy from a baby, she keep stealin' me (Keep stealin' me)
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