Tip Money

(Chorus)
I don't got no tip money
Melissa got a five dollar bill
I gotta pay the rent on time

(Verse 1)
Can we go dutch
I pop the clutch
I'm gon roll it back
Little too much
(I'm out of touch)
On my plastic bag
I don't go through my front door I go through the back
I don't drive with my lights on I get in a wreck
Waking up the next morning, that shit I like
That dress too tight, Marlboro light
Go to myriad gardens, my favorite smell
I'm high as hell, two-seater bike

(Chorus)
I don't got no tip money
Melissa got a five dollar bill
I gotta pay the rent on time

(Verse 2)
First time I saw you, main occupation
Next time I saw you, we were on vacation
Last time I saw you, back porch naked
You can't get the mental picture, we were supposed to smoke a swisher
Let me buy you dinner, baby
Ill see you this winter, maybe
Don't get berated, don't keep me waiting
I'm in the light right now, don't want to fight right now

(Outro)
I took all my tip money, and I spent it on you
(mirror mirror mirror, dancing
Who let me in the Hampton's
Why can't you be Hollywood, why you gotta be random
Spin juke the hottie, breath smell like coffee, they think they got me, coney island that dynamite, I be outta sight, green grass on the other side, ain't got time to fight, who put me on a pedestal, how I learn to fly
Mirror mirror mirror dancing x3)