Tipsy

(アルバム： The Lola Monroe Chronicles: The Art Of Motivation - 2009)

I dun got tipsy
Feeling an epiphany
Vibing like percep [?]
Keep it gotta [?] like Nipsey

Love in the club others couldn't be nominees
You the one I call when she feening for that good beat
You the one I call when she feening for that hood beat
Still keep a raw vision never ever blurry

Hot and [?] while he flip me over
Give it right back while I take it like a soldier
Feeling so vicious he da strokes like a toaster
Rhythm so vicious ride it like a rollercoaster

For him I goes in might might go lower
Swimming in it with chills like he mutha fucking 'posed a
Never felt the juice box and it got damn colder
Busting like she needa keep a cartridge holder

These weak ass broads always need a nigga' shoulder
You know how I do see I'm something like a molder
Never met another bitch run shit any bolder
Drinks on my like a mutha fucking coaster