I Tip Down

(album: Mixtape Messiah - 2004)

[Rasaq]
I tip down, gripping on pine
Sour apple caddie wine berry overline
Paint on shine, reclined on swine
Slab in slow-mo, but my rims on rewind
The block won't mind, trunk blow from behind
Open up the fist see the glow and design, man
So throw'd you can hate em', rose gold in the rotation
Shoulder blade and dislocation, when I'm swanging bones is aching
Boys wanna hate me but I don't borrow
Prolly cuz my diamonds shining on they darling
24's crawling, ya boy is balling
5th wheel wiggle like the fin on a dolphin
Sitting on diss but the words out my lips
I go hard in the paint, I can make the beat skip
I go fed off the head, stack my bread
never scared threaten me get infra-red and I throw lead
I'm that boy mayne, I'm in that toy mayne
Flip-flop paint when I slide watch that toy change
Stay on my grind, stay on the pine
That's why my gold's shine and you blind all the time
I be coming down, all my girls fine
They call me M&M's I got red, yella's and browns, man..
I be coming down, I be tipping down

[Chorus Chamillionaire]
You can tell I'm tipping down
Rims spinning in rewind
Top is up I let it down
From that H-Town to yo town, we tipping down
You can tell I'm tipping down
How my trunk is showing surround
Ask them how they like me now
From that H-Town to yo town, we tipping down

[Chamillionaire]
I tip down, banging underground
Clear coats on shine
prisma dripping off like slime
I tip down, at Action number 9
Tell the diamonds drip down
from my spine to the ground
When are you gon' sign
stop worrying bout mine
Put ya mouth to use and give my spinners a spit-shine
If yall don't mind, please don't talk down
Put the 9 to your mind and blow ya mind outta ya mind, man
Niggaz gon' hate but they can't wait
some claiming they real really they fake
And ride in the slab spent a day shaking
speakers keep breaking the playstation
It's Akeem, also known as the King
Zeem-Zeem sour beam my screens pop up on the scene
Well what are you watchin'?, tell the truth it don't matter
Shout out to J-Mack, Mella Mac and the Mad Hatter
Spreewell's standing on the ladder
squash the cheddar ain't on my level
The plex can't get settled
pop the trunk and I get metal
You can leave Jamaica
make a run move and I break ya
One-Two, breaker, breaker
my plane fleeing to Jamaica
break ya neck I'ma day shaker
No luck I play with skills
After playing skills after the game I'm paying bills
Midwest say I'm real, the South say I'm trill
Step out the Cheville still holding my woodwheel
Stop at IHOP ain't never gon' pay the bill
Carrots in my mouth I'm already having a good meal
Northside fa'real, mm man, hold up man
Ro, Twin where yall at, yall gotta tip down with me man

[Chorus Chamillionaire]
You can tell I'm tipping down
Rims spinning in rewind
Top is up I let it down
From that H-Town to yo town, we tipping down
You can tell I'm tipping down
How my trunk is showing surround
Ask them how they like me now
From that H-Town to yo town, we tipping down