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[Intro - Joe Budden - talking]

This goes out to you (you, you)

This goes out to you (you, you)

This goes out to you and you and you

You know who you are

This goes out to you (you, you)

Ta ha, this goes out to you (you, you)

And you (and you)

[Verse 1 - Joe Budden]

Check it, baby, sweetie, lady, darling

It don't (what?), get no better than this

And I know, guys'll go to any measure to hit

But I hope, you don't use that as a measurin stick (uh)

They priorities is off, busy treasurin whips

I just like the opportunity of pleasurin miss

Since I never met another that get wetter than this

Anytime I'm on tour, you'll forever be missed (talk to her)

'Cause I knew she was a fantasy dream

Every Sunday all she worried about is her fantasy team

And anytime shorty speed past, in that E-Class

Body so sick, that I always want a tea bag

So I spend, hit a mall, maybe SoHo

'Cause how she blessed me, swore her jaw broke though

Her sex to me's like a midnight ecstasy

So the bar could be closed as long as she next to me

[Chorus - Emanny & Jay Townsend w/ ad libs]

Baby I'm tipsy, so let's stay love drunk

Baby I'm tipsy, so let's stay love drunk

Ooh baby I'm tipsy, so let's stay love drunk

Let's stay love drunk, let's stay love drunk

See baby I'm tipsy, so let's stay love drunk

Baby I'm tipsy, so let's stay love drunk

Ooh baby I'm tipsy for you, yeah, so let's stay love drunk

Let's stay love drunk, let's stay love drunk

[Verse 2 - Joe Budden]

Check me out now, check it, see the beauty of it all is (what?)

We could both have whoever we please but um

We'd only be foolin ourselves (why?)

'Cause it seems without each other we would never be pleased

It's much more than her body though I value her waist

See shorty knows the value of space, she don't crowd me (nah)

Open-minded, know she don't got all the answers

When we hit the strip club, she tippin all the dancers

I'm tryin to show you things that you ain't used to (uh)

Talkin waterfront villas out in Saint Lucia (uh)

Turn our cells off, nothin else matters

Took it slow but it couldn't of happened any faster (faster)

See she don't go through the phone (uh)

She say if that's necessary than she'd rather be alone

Can tell she for real by the sound of her tone

Shorty grown, no chaser, she got me in the zone

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Verse 3 - Joe Budden]

Uh, best part about it all, it's not difficult

You such a standout, nowhere near typical

Plus you let me be my own individual

You know if you support me, you'll get every residual

And when girls try to tell you that I'm cheatin (what?)

You agree sayin they don't know the half (why?)

'Cause how I got shorty, it ain't even fair

Know it all adds up, they can't seem to do the math (nah)

[Break - Emanny]

No Henn' or glass of Rosé (Rosé)

Could make my world spin around just like you do

They just don't taste the same

Got me buzzed off the love you gave (ya gave)

No way I see straight after one sip from you, oh

[Chorus w/ ad libs until the end]

Joe Budden и Jay Townsend - Tipsy – текст


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