Tip Toe
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โฑ๏ธ 5:16 duration
๐ ID: 25069367
๐ Lyrics
Oh yeah, once again
Your friendly neighborhood playa partner Suga Free
Is in this bitch, bitch (in a real way)
Now I wanna break it down for my nigga DJ Quik
The almighty, funk star
The baddest to ever touch the MPC60 or 3000, you don't hear me?
Clue Dog, Black Tone, Hi-C
Droppin' some bomb shit for yo' ass
As we dip down, tip toe to the nine-seven
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Yo, uh-uh, bitch you done fucked up
Yeah, took your phone book and took a long look
At another nigga's name and his neighborhood, straight shook up
But I ain't finna break more than you ho, uh-uh, bullshit G
So that stinky ass slut can call my parole officer and say he hit me
Endured violation in Chino West, Mariposa dorm
To realize the only reason that bitch
Wore panties was to keep her ankles warm
I'm pimpin' and pandering on the first degree
I'm writing letters to a bitch that ain't thinkin' 'bout me
But I'm a pimp, mayne, so I'ma sharpen up my tools and bounce back
'Cause that bitch lips so big finna spray, so hey, fuck that
And knowin' that playa hater ain't got one pimp bone in his body
That's funny, I-I can't-can't wait to-to get-get my-my money
In a real way, hey Mr. Pimp playa mack superior
Driving that pussy lip pink Cadillac with
Some of that jackoff nut colored interior
Baby don't cry, I know he trippin', but you with a winner
Let me hood up my Cadillac and hang
Your sugar wet panties up on my antenna
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Yeah, it's Mr. Quik, tell me, who did you expect?
I'm back with Suga Free and Hi-C for all respect
'Cause I been doin' this shit for years and still impressin'
Tryna get what you owe me, nothin' more, nothin' less
'Cause in my black Lex I rolls from county to county
City to city, lookin' for the dark honeysuckle brown round titties
And bitches, y'all can't playa take me for a trick
Because I speak softly, but carries a big ol' dick
And um, I like the bitches that ain't scared to use their hand
I like the bitches that'll get naked in the back of the van
Yeah, see see, I played you like I made you
You bitches steadily gettin' over on them niggas that done paid you
But then I just fire up my Newport and look at you stupid
And then shoot you with an arrow like dick, 'cause I ain't Cupid
Now go on and tip toe your ass on out
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
I bet you recognize me, I'm nasty as they come
It's the H-I-C, tip toe but don't you run
'Cause me and my dogs be chillin' in the tree
DJ Quik, Black Tone, and Suga Free
Now tell me what you want baby, what you need
I slap me to a freak, and make the ho nose bleed
'Cause bitches like you smoke up all the weed
And ain't givin' a shit with your nappy weave
See a ho like you can shake my spot
Or suck my dick 'til you taste some snot
Nah, it don't stop, we stays on top
And bust like a motherfuckin' .44 shot
Fuck what you got, I'ma ride and swerve
Intoxicated, man I hate it when I scrapes the curb
Just slammed the door when the ho tried to work me
Goddamn ho, damn bitch, you tryna hurt me
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Your friendly neighborhood playa partner Suga Free
Is in this bitch, bitch (in a real way)
Now I wanna break it down for my nigga DJ Quik
The almighty, funk star
The baddest to ever touch the MPC60 or 3000, you don't hear me?
Clue Dog, Black Tone, Hi-C
Droppin' some bomb shit for yo' ass
As we dip down, tip toe to the nine-seven
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Yo, uh-uh, bitch you done fucked up
Yeah, took your phone book and took a long look
At another nigga's name and his neighborhood, straight shook up
But I ain't finna break more than you ho, uh-uh, bullshit G
So that stinky ass slut can call my parole officer and say he hit me
Endured violation in Chino West, Mariposa dorm
To realize the only reason that bitch
Wore panties was to keep her ankles warm
I'm pimpin' and pandering on the first degree
I'm writing letters to a bitch that ain't thinkin' 'bout me
But I'm a pimp, mayne, so I'ma sharpen up my tools and bounce back
'Cause that bitch lips so big finna spray, so hey, fuck that
And knowin' that playa hater ain't got one pimp bone in his body
That's funny, I-I can't-can't wait to-to get-get my-my money
In a real way, hey Mr. Pimp playa mack superior
Driving that pussy lip pink Cadillac with
Some of that jackoff nut colored interior
Baby don't cry, I know he trippin', but you with a winner
Let me hood up my Cadillac and hang
Your sugar wet panties up on my antenna
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Yeah, it's Mr. Quik, tell me, who did you expect?
I'm back with Suga Free and Hi-C for all respect
'Cause I been doin' this shit for years and still impressin'
Tryna get what you owe me, nothin' more, nothin' less
'Cause in my black Lex I rolls from county to county
City to city, lookin' for the dark honeysuckle brown round titties
And bitches, y'all can't playa take me for a trick
Because I speak softly, but carries a big ol' dick
And um, I like the bitches that ain't scared to use their hand
I like the bitches that'll get naked in the back of the van
Yeah, see see, I played you like I made you
You bitches steadily gettin' over on them niggas that done paid you
But then I just fire up my Newport and look at you stupid
And then shoot you with an arrow like dick, 'cause I ain't Cupid
Now go on and tip toe your ass on out
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
I bet you recognize me, I'm nasty as they come
It's the H-I-C, tip toe but don't you run
'Cause me and my dogs be chillin' in the tree
DJ Quik, Black Tone, and Suga Free
Now tell me what you want baby, what you need
I slap me to a freak, and make the ho nose bleed
'Cause bitches like you smoke up all the weed
And ain't givin' a shit with your nappy weave
See a ho like you can shake my spot
Or suck my dick 'til you taste some snot
Nah, it don't stop, we stays on top
And bust like a motherfuckin' .44 shot
Fuck what you got, I'ma ride and swerve
Intoxicated, man I hate it when I scrapes the curb
Just slammed the door when the ho tried to work me
Goddamn ho, damn bitch, you tryna hurt me
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.17] Oh yeah, once again
[00:06.85] Your friendly neighborhood playa partner Suga Free
[00:11.66] Is in this bitch, bitch (in a real way)
[00:14.82] Now I wanna break it down for my nigga DJ Quik
[00:17.36] The almighty, funk star
[00:20.49] The baddest to ever touch the MPC60 or 3000, you don't hear me?
[00:24.47] Clue Dog, Black Tone, Hi-C
[00:28.05] Droppin' some bomb shit for yo' ass
[00:30.84] As we dip down, tip toe to the nine-seven
[00:35.14] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[00:40.41] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[00:43.98] Yo, uh-uh, bitch you done fucked up
[00:46.54] Yeah, took your phone book and took a long look
[00:48.60] At another nigga's name and his neighborhood, straight shook up
[00:50.43] But I ain't finna break more than you ho, uh-uh, bullshit G
[00:53.18] So that stinky ass slut can call my parole officer and say he hit me
[00:55.61] Endured violation in Chino West, Mariposa dorm
[00:58.56] To realize the only reason that bitch
[00:59.75] Wore panties was to keep her ankles warm
[01:01.37] I'm pimpin' and pandering on the first degree
[01:03.62] I'm writing letters to a bitch that ain't thinkin' 'bout me
[01:06.56] But I'm a pimp, mayne, so I'ma sharpen up my tools and bounce back
[01:09.34] 'Cause that bitch lips so big finna spray, so hey, fuck that
[01:12.23] And knowin' that playa hater ain't got one pimp bone in his body
[01:14.24] That's funny, I-I can't-can't wait to-to get-get my-my money
[01:17.20] In a real way, hey Mr. Pimp playa mack superior
[01:19.91] Driving that pussy lip pink Cadillac with
[01:21.02] Some of that jackoff nut colored interior
[01:22.52] Baby don't cry, I know he trippin', but you with a winner
[01:25.24] Let me hood up my Cadillac and hang
[01:26.59] Your sugar wet panties up on my antenna
[01:28.29] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[01:33.38] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[01:39.35] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[01:44.41] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[01:49.14] Yeah, it's Mr. Quik, tell me, who did you expect?
[01:52.05] I'm back with Suga Free and Hi-C for all respect
[01:54.57] 'Cause I been doin' this shit for years and still impressin'
[01:57.19] Tryna get what you owe me, nothin' more, nothin' less
[02:00.09] 'Cause in my black Lex I rolls from county to county
[02:02.11] City to city, lookin' for the dark honeysuckle brown round titties
[02:05.59] And bitches, y'all can't playa take me for a trick
[02:07.36] Because I speak softly, but carries a big ol' dick
[02:09.95] And um, I like the bitches that ain't scared to use their hand
[02:16.20] I like the bitches that'll get naked in the back of the van
[02:21.09] Yeah, see see, I played you like I made you
[02:23.43] You bitches steadily gettin' over on them niggas that done paid you
[02:25.91] But then I just fire up my Newport and look at you stupid
[02:28.86] And then shoot you with an arrow like dick, 'cause I ain't Cupid
[02:31.70] Now go on and tip toe your ass on out
[02:32.68] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[02:37.89] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[02:43.25] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[02:48.20] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[02:52.72] I bet you recognize me, I'm nasty as they come
[02:55.70] It's the H-I-C, tip toe but don't you run
[02:58.71] 'Cause me and my dogs be chillin' in the tree
[03:01.03] DJ Quik, Black Tone, and Suga Free
[03:04.11] Now tell me what you want baby, what you need
[03:06.04] I slap me to a freak, and make the ho nose bleed
[03:09.15] 'Cause bitches like you smoke up all the weed
[03:11.50] And ain't givin' a shit with your nappy weave
[03:14.52] See a ho like you can shake my spot
[03:17.02] Or suck my dick 'til you taste some snot
[03:19.55] Nah, it don't stop, we stays on top
[03:22.03] And bust like a motherfuckin' .44 shot
[03:24.57] Fuck what you got, I'ma ride and swerve
[03:27.21] Intoxicated, man I hate it when I scrapes the curb
[03:29.70] Just slammed the door when the ho tried to work me
[03:32.96] Goddamn ho, damn bitch, you tryna hurt me
[03:35.98] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[03:41.40] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[03:46.65] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[03:51.94] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[03:57.15] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[04:02.44] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[04:08.64] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[04:13.89] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[04:17.85]
[00:06.85] Your friendly neighborhood playa partner Suga Free
[00:11.66] Is in this bitch, bitch (in a real way)
[00:14.82] Now I wanna break it down for my nigga DJ Quik
[00:17.36] The almighty, funk star
[00:20.49] The baddest to ever touch the MPC60 or 3000, you don't hear me?
[00:24.47] Clue Dog, Black Tone, Hi-C
[00:28.05] Droppin' some bomb shit for yo' ass
[00:30.84] As we dip down, tip toe to the nine-seven
[00:35.14] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[00:40.41] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[00:43.98] Yo, uh-uh, bitch you done fucked up
[00:46.54] Yeah, took your phone book and took a long look
[00:48.60] At another nigga's name and his neighborhood, straight shook up
[00:50.43] But I ain't finna break more than you ho, uh-uh, bullshit G
[00:53.18] So that stinky ass slut can call my parole officer and say he hit me
[00:55.61] Endured violation in Chino West, Mariposa dorm
[00:58.56] To realize the only reason that bitch
[00:59.75] Wore panties was to keep her ankles warm
[01:01.37] I'm pimpin' and pandering on the first degree
[01:03.62] I'm writing letters to a bitch that ain't thinkin' 'bout me
[01:06.56] But I'm a pimp, mayne, so I'ma sharpen up my tools and bounce back
[01:09.34] 'Cause that bitch lips so big finna spray, so hey, fuck that
[01:12.23] And knowin' that playa hater ain't got one pimp bone in his body
[01:14.24] That's funny, I-I can't-can't wait to-to get-get my-my money
[01:17.20] In a real way, hey Mr. Pimp playa mack superior
[01:19.91] Driving that pussy lip pink Cadillac with
[01:21.02] Some of that jackoff nut colored interior
[01:22.52] Baby don't cry, I know he trippin', but you with a winner
[01:25.24] Let me hood up my Cadillac and hang
[01:26.59] Your sugar wet panties up on my antenna
[01:28.29] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[01:33.38] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[01:39.35] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[01:44.41] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[01:49.14] Yeah, it's Mr. Quik, tell me, who did you expect?
[01:52.05] I'm back with Suga Free and Hi-C for all respect
[01:54.57] 'Cause I been doin' this shit for years and still impressin'
[01:57.19] Tryna get what you owe me, nothin' more, nothin' less
[02:00.09] 'Cause in my black Lex I rolls from county to county
[02:02.11] City to city, lookin' for the dark honeysuckle brown round titties
[02:05.59] And bitches, y'all can't playa take me for a trick
[02:07.36] Because I speak softly, but carries a big ol' dick
[02:09.95] And um, I like the bitches that ain't scared to use their hand
[02:16.20] I like the bitches that'll get naked in the back of the van
[02:21.09] Yeah, see see, I played you like I made you
[02:23.43] You bitches steadily gettin' over on them niggas that done paid you
[02:25.91] But then I just fire up my Newport and look at you stupid
[02:28.86] And then shoot you with an arrow like dick, 'cause I ain't Cupid
[02:31.70] Now go on and tip toe your ass on out
[02:32.68] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[02:37.89] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[02:43.25] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[02:48.20] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[02:52.72] I bet you recognize me, I'm nasty as they come
[02:55.70] It's the H-I-C, tip toe but don't you run
[02:58.71] 'Cause me and my dogs be chillin' in the tree
[03:01.03] DJ Quik, Black Tone, and Suga Free
[03:04.11] Now tell me what you want baby, what you need
[03:06.04] I slap me to a freak, and make the ho nose bleed
[03:09.15] 'Cause bitches like you smoke up all the weed
[03:11.50] And ain't givin' a shit with your nappy weave
[03:14.52] See a ho like you can shake my spot
[03:17.02] Or suck my dick 'til you taste some snot
[03:19.55] Nah, it don't stop, we stays on top
[03:22.03] And bust like a motherfuckin' .44 shot
[03:24.57] Fuck what you got, I'ma ride and swerve
[03:27.21] Intoxicated, man I hate it when I scrapes the curb
[03:29.70] Just slammed the door when the ho tried to work me
[03:32.96] Goddamn ho, damn bitch, you tryna hurt me
[03:35.98] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[03:41.40] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[03:46.65] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[03:51.94] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[03:57.15] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[04:02.44] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[04:08.64] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[04:13.89] Hold on, here we come, tip toe but don't you run
[04:17.85]