Tippin'
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
Some for you, some for me, pouring drink off in my cup
I'm drinking, you smoking, you rolling, so gone spark it up
I had a long day, but tonight we live it up
Party like no tomorrow, drowning in all of my sorrows
Put my pain in that bottle, tryna forget my problems
Feeling good right now, but it'll hit me by tomorrow
Been feelin kinda low, think I need me a lift and
I'm sippin, tippin, and trippin, kick it, eating, or chillin
See I be spending time, tryna get up out my mind
Tryna get up out my head, yet and still, I feel confined
I'm tryna be carefree, problems obsolete
But when I come down, it's back to being me
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
I mean we all got problems, I mean we all got vices
Facing, running, and fighting whatever got us in tight grip
Take this, it might just relieve yo stress
Free yo mind, clear yo chest, put yo body at rest
But the longer I drink, I think, this ain't no better
Gotta come down soon, I can't stay lifted forever
Oh no, not me, this ain't how I thought life would be
Tryna fill these voids cause my life's incomplete
Maybe I should stop drinkin, sippin, tippin on liquor
Face my problems head on, get in touch with my spirit
But the world is cold, sometime I don't wanna fill it
But that's the life we living, so I gotta deal with it
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
Some for you, some for me, pouring drink off in my cup
I'm drinking, you smoking, you rolling, so gone spark it up
I had a long day, but tonight we live it up
Party like no tomorrow, drowning in all of my sorrows
Put my pain in that bottle, tryna forget my problems
Feeling good right now, but it'll hit me by tomorrow
Been feelin kinda low, think I need me a lift and
I'm sippin, tippin, and trippin, kick it, eating, or chillin
See I be spending time, tryna get up out my mind
Tryna get up out my head, yet and still, I feel confined
I'm tryna be carefree, problems obsolete
But when I come down, it's back to being me
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
I mean we all got problems, I mean we all got vices
Facing, running, and fighting whatever got us in tight grip
Take this, it might just relieve yo stress
Free yo mind, clear yo chest, put yo body at rest
But the longer I drink, I think, this ain't no better
Gotta come down soon, I can't stay lifted forever
Oh no, not me, this ain't how I thought life would be
Tryna fill these voids cause my life's incomplete
Maybe I should stop drinkin, sippin, tippin on liquor
Face my problems head on, get in touch with my spirit
But the world is cold, sometime I don't wanna fill it
But that's the life we living, so I gotta deal with it
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
What's in my cup, ask me what I'm sippin
Look me in eyes, you can tell I'm tippin
What's in that blunt, tell me what you rollin
You be getting high, yeah I know you be smokin
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Writer(s): Philip Larry Mincey
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