Intro Lyrics by J-Kwon

Intro Lyrics

    Teen drinkning is very bad
    yo i got a fake id though
    yeeah, yeeah,yo, 2 step wit me, 2 step wit me

    1, here comes the 2 to the 3 to the 4
    everybody drunk out on the dance floor
    babygirl ass jiggle like she want more,
    like she a groupie and i aint even on tour
    maybe cause she heard that i rhyme hard core
    or maybe cause she heard that i buy out the stores
    bottom of the 9th in the series gotta score
    if i gotta move on to the next floor
    here comes the 3 to the 2 to the 1
    somebody trippin he dont know i gotta gun
    when it comes to pop man do this for fun
    you ant got one nigga you betta run
    now im in the back gettin head from a hun
    while she goin down i breakin down what i done
    she smokin my stuff sayin she aint havin fun
    chick give it back now you aint gettin none

    [chorus]
    everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy, everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy
    now everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy
    everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy
    now everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy
    everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy
    now everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy
    everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy

    2, here comes the 3 to the 4 to the 5,
    now im lookin at shorty right in the eye
    couple seconds passed now im lookin at her thighs
    while she tellin me how much she hated her guy
    she said she got a kid but she got her tubes tied
    if you 21 girl thats all right
    i wonder if a shake comin with them fries
    if so baby can i get em super sized

    here comes the 4 to the 3 to the 2
    she started feelin on my johnson right out the blue
    girl you super thick so im thinkin that koo
    bit instead of one lifestyle i need 2
    her eyes got big when she glanced at my jewels
    expression on her face like she aint got a clue
    and she told told me she dont run with a crew
    you know how i do but i guess why i gotta do

    [chorus]

    3, here comes the 4 to the 5 to the 6
    self explanatory i aint gotta say im rich
    this single man aint tryna get hitched
    nigga waste it on me man son o f a bitch
    brushed it all off now im back to gettin lit
    grisa orange juice man this is some good ish
    homebody trippin cause im starin at his chick
    now he on the side line starin at my clique
    here comes the 5 to the 4 to the 3
    hands in the air if you cats drunk as me
    club on the set kwon cut out them trees
    dude i dont care im a p.i.m.p

    [chorus]

    everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy
    everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy
    everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy
    everybody in this bitch gettin tipsy






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