paroles de chanson Tip Top - Lil Keed feat. Guap Tarantino & MSA PG
Yeah
Yeah,
yeah
Yeah,
yeah
Yeah
PG,
yeah
One
time,
yeah
Run
that
back,
Turbo
Big
Guap
Watch
a
nigga
scatter
when
the
shots
fired
Catch
a
bad
bitch
and
fuck
her
one
time,
yeah
(Woo)
Bangin'
five
star
like
Dallas
(Woo)
And
my
Crip
partner
got
Pateks
(Racks)
Money
real
green
like
lettuce,
yeah
(Woo)
Neighbor
real
pussy,
why
they
tellin'?
(Yeah)
And
you
know
slime
bringin'
big
blocks
(Slatt,
slatt)
Came
from
nothin',
now
we
at
the
tip-top
(Tip-top)
With
big
Guap,
big
bags
Smash
off
in
the
'Cat,
leave
a
mark
like
turd
'Bout
1'5,
we'll
put
'em
in
a
hearse
Young
nigga
shit,
park
the
Bentley
on
the
curb
Got
a
big
bag
with
a
strap,
no
purse
Playin'
with
gang,
go'n
'head,
see
a
nurse
Yeah,
I'm
gettin'
paper,
I
ain't
waitin'
for
the
first
Yeah,
yeah,
big
drip
alert
Yeah,
bitches
wan'
fuck
on
young
Big
Guap
'cause
they
know
that
Big
Guap
is
havin'
a
check
(Woo)
I
had
to
show
these
old
niggas
that
young
niggas
was
gon'
go
big
on
these
vets
(Woo)
Got
in
the
booth
and
went
got
me
a
check,
and
I
told
'em
to
send
it
direct
(Racks,
racks,
racks)
Hightop
Fendi,
wearin'
the
shoes,
watch
me
flex
(Woo)
Drop-top,
and
the
coupe
full,
I
got
head
(Woo)
Glock
cocked
and
it
pop,
ooh,
at
your
neck
(Woo)
I
got
the
racks
in
Crip
blue
like
they
Kenny
Diamonds
they
lookin'
like
Pooh,
yeah,
they
pretty
Popped
me
a
Perc'
and
went
ooh
on
her
titties
Smokin'
exotic,
I'm
zooted,
I'm
litty
They
didn't
know
what
to
do
with
the
city
I'ma
fuck
me
on
like
two
if
they
pretty
I'ma
pop
me
like
two
in
a
minute
All
on
the
floor,
stack
the
racks
to
the
ceiling
(Racks,
racks,
racks)
Racks
on
my
gown,
I
spent
racks
on
my
pendant
Eliantte,
boy,
the
chain
on
me
tennis
Come
off
the
head,
I
eat
a
dinner
to
send
me
Stick
full
of
lead,
it
gon'
aim
at
your
fitted
Watch
a
nigga
scatter
when
the
shots
fired
Catch
a
bad
bitch
and
fuck
her
one
time,
yeah
(Woo)
Bangin'
five
star
like
Dallas
(Woo)
And
my
Crip
partner
got
Pateks
(Racks)
Money
real
green
like
lettuce,
yeah
(Woo)
Neighbor
real
pussy,
why
they
tellin'?
(Yeah)
And
you
know
slime
bringin'
big
blocks
(Slatt,
slatt)
Came
from
nothin',
now
we
at
the
tip-top
(Tip-top)
With
big
Guap,
big
bags
Smash
off
in
the
'Cat,
leave
a
mark
like
turd
'Bout
1'5,
we'll
put
'em
in
a
hearse
Young
nigga
shit,
park
the
Bentley
on
the
curb
Got
a
big
bag
with
a
strap,
no
purse
Playin'
with
gang,
go'n
'head,
see
a
nurse
Yeah,
I'm
gettin'
paper,
I
ain't
waitin'
for
the
first
Yeah,
yeah,
big
drip
alert
Told
'em
we
on
our
way
up
Fuck
all
the
opps,
if
it's
up
then
it's
stuck
Yeah,
I
pour
me
a
deuce
in
my
cup
I
smoke
on
exotic,
them
Percs,
I
eat
up
Yeah,
these
bitches,
they
bound
to
get
fucked
But
I
am
no
cop
so
why
would
I
cuff?
Yeah,
you
know
comin'
up,
it
was
rough
Don't
show
me
fake
love,
I
done
had
enough
All
this
water,
my
diamonds
on
fleek
Give
a
fuck
who
you
is,
you
ain't
takin'
from
me
No
sleep,
just
creep
when
it
come
to
beef
Got
a
bad
lil'
bitch
on
the
passenger
seat
Go
pick
the
bitch
up
just
to
roll
my
weed
Give
me
head
one
time,
then
she
gotta
leave
YSL,
Glock
Block,
I'm
with
FBG
We'll
wipe
your
nose,
you
ain't
gotta
sneeze
Water
my
neck,
my
wrist,
my
diamonds
on
freeze
Bitch
beggin'
me
to
stop,
make
the
bitch
say
please
Yeah,
I'm
a
big
Crip,
some
of
my
homies
bleed
And
if
you
kickin'
shit,
probably
wouldn't
say
cheese
You
can
come
get
your
bitch,
yeah,
been
on
her
knees
And
we
ain't
nothin'
like
the
rats,
but
we
want
all
the
cheese
I'm
runnin'
the
money
with
Guap
and
Lil
Keed
Like
we
from
the
9,
we
play
for
the
keeps
Watch
a
nigga
scatter
when
the
shots
fired
(Shots
fired)
Catch
a
bad
bitch
and
fuck
her
one
time,
yeah
(One
time)
Bangin'
five
star
like
Dallas
(Dallas)
And
my
Crip
partner
got
Pateks
(Got
Pateks)
Money
real
green
like
lettuce,
yeah
(Like
lettuce)
Neighbor
real
pussy,
why
they
tellin'?
(Tellin')
And
you
know
slime
bringin'
big
blocks
(Big
blocks)
Came
from
nothin',
now
we
at
the
tip-top
(Tip-top)
With
big
Guap,
big
bags
(Big
bags)
Smash
off
in
the
'Cat,
leave
a
mark
like
turd
(Skrrt)
'Bout
1'5,
we'll
put
'em
in
a
hearse
(In
a
hearse)
Young
nigga
shit,
park
the
Bentley
on
the
curb
(On
the
curb)
Got
a
big
bag
with
a
strap,
no
purse
(No
purse)
Playin'
with
gang,
go'n
'head,
see
a
nurse
(See
the
nurse)
Yeah,
I'm
gettin'
paper,
I
ain't
waitin'
for
the
first
(For
the
first)
Yeah,
yeah,
big
drip
alert
(Yeah)
Run
that
back,
Turbo
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