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Tip Toe lyrics

Performers Roddy RicchA Boogie wit da Hoodie

Tip Toe song lyrics by Roddy Ricch official

Tip Toe is a song in English

Rose gold Rollie on a nigga
Put the whole damn hood on, huh
Patron of the New I had to put the drip on
Ask me how many niggas I done put on
My private planes 'bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with boujie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe
Why you wifin' on a flip ho?
Bought the strap, playing give and go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got extendo
We ain't playing no pretendo

Sipping on this Codeine
A nigga gotta speak my mind, mm-mm
I remember we was having popo'nem behind, yeah, yeah
I'm gettin' money, I can see the hate inside his eyes
Yeah, yeah, huh
Fuck a bitch, I had to grab her by the waist
Hit the pussy 'til I knock it outta place
In the V12, get a lot of face
Spare the details, finished on her face
And I had the strap when I caught my case
Just got the grow house, started in the bay
I made a hundred plays in a day
Put a AP bitch inside of the face
And I got the hood down, they riding every day
Putting money on the opps, no face, no case

Rose gold Rollie on a nigga
Put the whole damn hood on, huh
Patron of the New I had to put the drip on
Ask me how many niggas I done put on
My private planes 'bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with boujie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe
Why you wifin' on a flip ho?
Bought the strap, playing give and go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got extendo
We ain't playing no pretendo

Balenciaga-wearin'-ass nigga
Hoodied up with a mask, nigga
Shit snatched now you want it back, nigga
I just hope you don't go and rat, nigga
Long johns right under the strap, nigga
That's for you staring ass niggas
Sawed-off head tap, double-tap niggas
That's for you rat niggas
No, I can't do no nine to five
Nah-nah-nah I went to work with the strap, nigga
I came around with five, Roddy came with six
And we got eleven straps with us
Fuck with my ride-or-die
Holes in your body, nigga
Like SpongeBob and backflipping
Go ta-da-da, ta-da-da
Nigga, I know magic nigga

Rose gold Rollie on a nigga
Put the whole damn hood on, huh
Patron of the New I had to put the drip on
Ask me how many niggas I done put on
My private planes 'bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with bougie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe
Why you wifin' on a flip ho?
Bought the strap, playing give and go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got extendo
We ain't playing no pretendo
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Gianni Van Den Brom, Julius Dubose, Pilgrim Pilgrim, Rodrick Moore
Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., SUNDAE SONGS LLC

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