Tipper B.o.B (Ft. Pitbull & Willie Joe)

[Hook: Willie Joe]
She’s a winner
Where I’m from they rippers
We get off that liquor
[?]
Nigga go’n and go’n and tip that hoe
Might as well just tip that hoe
Nigga go’n and tip that hoe
Might as well just tip that hoe
Tip her folks

[Post-Hook]
Tip her
Won’t you tip her
You say you ballin’, won’t you niggas go’n and tip her
Just tip her
She’s a stripper
Go on, come on, out that pocket, nigga tip her

[Verse 1: Willie Joe]
Hey
Pocket full of cake, I’m feeling like my birthday (birthday)
I’m in the club I make it rain on my worst day (worst day)
No lame, I had game since the first day (yeah)
I usually don’t trick (nah), but I’ma do it anyway (hey)
Damn baby baby (hey), go’n and shake it lady (hey)
I’ma tip you, I’ma ditch you, drive you fucking crazy (hey)
Not to say my lady (nah), but she get me right (yeah)
That ass is lookin’ nice, I’ma gettin’ dances all night
Hear you, hear you go, [?]
Add some Lincolns, add it up, [?]
Yeah, I’m Willie Joe, get ‘em, got ‘em, folks
Request on the radio, damn I love this hoe