Sippin

[Intro: Jay Juice]
(Niggas keep on askin' for the beat, I told 'em Ant did it)
Yeah, yop

[Verse 1: Jay Juice]
All that clown shit, no, we don't tolerate that shit
Baby, you cute, but, lil' baby, can you suck a dick?
My nigga Rick told me to shoot, I guarantee I hit
Bitch, I'm off the juice and a yerky, bitch, I'm high as shit
I just dropped my cup, it's gettin' picked up
Just walked in with a hundred blues, don't get your bitch fucked
I'm dumpin' G's when it be rush hour, I feel like Chris Tuck'
And I'm gon' fuck her from the back, she got a big butt
We caught that nigga pumpin' gas, we finna fill him up
This freaky bitch keep fuckin' on my brothers, put your kitty up
They hit lil' brodie in his shit, thought he was really tough
You better check the views on "Back Dissing," we turnt the city up

[Interlude]
I, I don't wanna hear myself on this bitch
I, I know how I'm bye
He said

[Verse 2]
Bitch, I popped too many Percs, I damn near spit 'em up
This nigga Juice walked in with hella fives and made me rip 'em up
I'm mad as hell, into it with my bitch, she made me spill my cup
And you a freaky nigga, out here butt lickin', bitch, you can't hit my blunt
Watch how I bust this bitch and go and hit my cup
I got a freaky bitch, she got a bump on her, I'm finna fuck my slut
I'm off this line of purp, I cough drop my blunt
I hate when niggas drop the blunt, then they bitch got fucked
This freaky bitch, she said I'm straight to hit, I'm finna drop my nuts
Just walked in with my brother Drac' and this is not my gun
I'm mad as hell, I smoked this nigga Clano and I dropped my lung
I went OT, she said she on her cycle, I am not no Blood

[Verse 3]
This shit get serious, I'm at home ridin' in tinted truck
Lil' cuddy got a baby in the Goose, I bet he make you duck
Bitch, call me Ashton Kutcher, he came 'round and got his dumb ass punked
And niggas thinkin' it should be a game until they ass get trunked
Kick him in his shit, then tell his ho to suck it, ho, I'm Shawn Michaels
And, naw, we is not into the barkin', bitch, we all bitin'
So if you bump 'em in the club, that mean we all fightin'
Sike, naw, I'm lyin', it's six up in this bitch, that mean we all pipin'
We all trim as fuck, she tried to fuck, that mean we all pipin'
We four deep in the Scat without the VIN, that mean we all strikin' (He said)

[Verse 4]
My pretty bitch keep askin' 'bout the hoes, you know I'm still lyin'
Lil' bro was runnin' from the shots, you know we still fryin'
Like walk down and stand over his ass and send his ass flyin'
Bitch, you knew I wasn't shit, so why you still tryin'?
My baby bro be tweakin' off a P, this nigga need guidance
Only come around when niggas up, you niggas dick ridin'
Will the way we speedin' on a chase, this nigga still drivin'
Lil' brodie just got hit up in his chest 'cause your dumb ass hyped him
Mini Drac' creepin' through that shit with my lil' bro snipin'
Ministry, them niggas lunatics, you is not nothin' like 'em
Monday Night Raw, then Smackdown, bitch, I done got my title
Lil' brodie's ass got put inside the back, but tell him keep on fightin'