Tipsy ft. Myah Storm Lyrics

It's gon' get nasty

Uh, uh, uh, ah

Everybody in the club gettin' tipsy

Put your cups in the air if you with me

Too much liquor in my system, I'm bitchy

Now I'm fallin' on the floor, I'm dizzy

Tell him throw another round on his black card

Drinks flowin' like I ain't even drive the car

Where the one nigga at, yo, to buy the bar

Nigga want a feature, told his ass, buy the bars

To be honest, I'm just tryna get fucked up

He all up in my ear, screamin', linked up

If he play his cards right, then he might luck up real loose

Now he feelin' grabbin' my butt cuff

Now he thinkin' bout cuffin' me

I'm the type to break your heart, if you wonderin'

I know this pussy make you wanna fuck with me

But that's the same reason why you can't fuck with me

Real talk, I'm that once in a lifetime

On my drama queen shit, huh, lifetime

If it hurt to watch, here's the time to call your lifeline

You the type of bitch to lick, suck and bite mine

So watch out unless you tryna get me good

If I grab another shot, then I'm tryna get me good

He got hella chains, I'm assuming that he hood

Gave the look to my shorty she like, yes you should

Everybody in the club gettin' tipsy

Put your cups in the air if you with me

Too much liquor in my system, I'm bitchy

Now I'm fallin' on the floor, I'm dizzy

Everybody in the club gettin' tipsy

Put your cups in the air if you with me

Too much liquor in my system, I'm bitchy

Now I'm fallin' on the floor, I'm dizzy

How you doin', bae

It's Swaggy from the Brad

Walk up in the spot with a pocket full of cash

I won't step in your establishment if I can't blow the gas

Girl, I like the way you do that this day here could be your last

If you keep shakin' that shit like that

My earrings on bling and my necklace match

Diamonds hittin' in a choker like a wrestlin' match

She get to pullin' on my clothes told me step in the back

Damn it , shawty tryna frisk me

She tipsy, ask what I did to the kitty

It's six feet

I'm a kill that motherfucker put it right in a verse and save her number 'under 16'

I'm kidding

I'm a cold motherfucker if I say so myself

Shawty got that Louie Coochie, it say so on her belt

All this ice around my neck, you play, I'm makin' you melt

When I'm done for the night

shawty, you gon' need some help

Swimmin' in it, baby, you might need a lifeline

Won't meet another nigga like me in your lifetime

Get me a double shot of pure Henny

We in this bitch gettin' drunk fuck tipsy

Everybody in the club gettin' tipsy

Put your cups in the air if you with me

Too much liquor in my system, I'm bitchy

Now I'm fallin' on the floor, I'm dizzy

Everybody in the club gettin' topsy

Put your cups in the air if you with me

Too much liquor in my system, I'm bitchy

Now I'm fallin' on the floor, I'm dizzy

Everybody in the club gettin' tipsy

Put your cups in the air if you with me

Too much liquor in my system, I'm bitchy

Now I'm falling on the floor I'm dizzy