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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #486
Peak in subgenre #69
Author
Bom Green feat: HRZ
Uploaded
August 09, 2018
Track Files
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MP3 4.0 MB • 160 kbps • 3:30
Story behind the song
writer: T. Wright/J. Wright/R. Drake
producer: A. Major Productions
Lyrics
[intro]
Put 'em up! (x16)
Show me what you're sipping on! (x3)
Show me what you're sipping, show me,
show me what you're sipping on!
[verse 1 - Bom Green]
Putcha drinkz up, show me what you're sipping on! I'm double fisting it, Heineken and Patron. Blunt to chase it down, so you know I'm getting throw'd. It's how I do it everyday if you didn't know. Popping bottles at the strip club, tipping hoe's. Let me see your ass, girl! Touch your tippy toes and take your top off and let your titties go. Then, come sit with me and I'll powder your pretty nose. We getting rowdy as hell, causing a rukus, y'all! We faded as fuck! Getting our Michael Douglas on. So, if you ain't drinking yet... Get with it, dawg! I got this whole spot showing me what they're tipsy on.
[chorus]
Putcha drinkz up, show me what you're sipping on! (x3)
Show me what you're sipping on. (x2)
(repeat)
[verse 2 - AmnesiA]
I'm sipping on this bottle of Grey Goose. Everyday I stay high like I'm 8'2". I don't give a fuck boy, I'll let them thangs loose. I'm down to die for this shit like I'm Jesus. I'll go to war with these rappers. Beirut! I'm calling all the shots. Babe Ruth! I pop bottles and pills 'cause I like how it feels. All my bitches are foreign like my automobiles. I got Henny and coke, plus plenty of smoke. Keep my finger on the trigger if you're ready to go. Drive drunk as a skunk with a pump in the trunk, pistol on my lap, boy. So, I'm ready to dump.
[chorus]
[verse 3 - Rip Roarin]
I don't give a fuck! All I do is sip lean. Blow allot of blunts, so you know I get green. All these bitches getting wetter than a swim team. Everybody looks better when I'm drinking Jim Beam. I've been getting liquored up since 15. Bitches on my dick, licking it. Whipped cream! I'll never give up, I got big dreams. All these haters mixed up, man... Bitch drinks! I don't sip shit, hoe. Straight Shots! High as hell, so you know I'm about to take off and I'm fly as well, yea, like a space walk. I stay caked up. You can call me the cake boss.
[chorus]
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