paroles de chanson sippin' - $olo
Pour
some
more
in
my
cup,
I
might
pass
out
with
my
luck
yeah
What
I'm
sippin',
yeah
what
I'm
sippin'
Never
really
gave
a
fuck,
if
you
claim
it's
up
it's
stuck
yeah
I
ain't
trippin',
yeah
I
ain't
trippin'
'Boutta
blow
with
my
label
mates
Remember
we
was
just
table
mates
Lunch
table
I
was
saying
grace
Staying
solid
never
saving
face
Got
some
niggas
that
be
moving
weight
Other
niggas
that'll
jwet
your
Chase
Glock
.45
still
stay
in
the
case
Her
body
a
10
but
her
face
is
an
8
She
said
what's
up,
I'm
in
love
yeah
She
ain't
even
from
here
Tired
of
wearing
Gucci
so
she
went
and
put
on
Moncler
She
ain't
pop
the
pussy
'cus
she
told
me
that
her
mom
here
Baby
do
not
push
me
I
will
push
up
when
the
coast
clear
I
see
you
drive
me
crazy
steering
both
wheels
I
put
this
shit
in
turbo
shifting
both
gears
Are
you
tryna
link
and
do
you
smoke
gas
Tell
me
what
you
think
after
you
puff
pass
I
been,
living
like
a
crash
dummy
I
been
cash
hungry,
Imma
castrate
you
pussy
niggas
I
been,
popping
on
the
map,
I
been
in
the
lab
Been
up
to
the
task,
you
some
pussy
niggas
I
been,
living
like
a
crash
dummy
I
been
cash
hungry,
Imma
castrate
you
pussy
niggas
I
been,
popping
on
the
map,
I
been
in
the
lab
Been
up
to
the
task,
you
some
pussy
niggas
Pour
some
more
in
my
cup,
I
might
pass
out
with
my
luck
yeah
What
I'm
sippin',
yeah
what
I'm
sippin'
Never
really
gave
a
fuck,
if
you
claim
it's
up
it's
stuck
yeah
I
ain't
trippin',
yeah
I
ain't
trippin'
Pour
some
more
in
my
cup,
I
might
pass
out
with
my
luck
yeah
What
I'm
sippin',
yeah
what
I'm
sippin'
Never
really
gave
a
fuck,
if
you
claim
it's
up
it's
stuck
yeah
I
ain't
trippin',
yeah
I
ain't
trippin'
1 new orleans (intro)
2 back of the whip !
3 operation
4 'til i'm home
5 u should know
6 brake pads
7 up late
8 confessions of a king
9 easier
10 sippin'
11 spill
12 seesaw
13 no way
14 solo sessions (outro)
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