feat. Chingy, Murphy Lee
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[Intro - J-Kwon] w/ (ad-libs)
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Ayo Track Boys
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This could possibly be the biggest remix ever
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Lets go!
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Track Boys! (J-Kwon)
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Yeah (Ching-a-ling, Murph Derp)
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Two step wit me, Two step wit me
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[Verse 1 - J-Kwon]
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A here comes the B to the C to the D
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No cat out the Lou gangsta as me
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Y'all hit two, I'm just goin for three
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Bottle full of Cris, but I still rock a tee
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And you got a little fat denim, from the streets
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Drink so much that it fucked up my teeth
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People wasn't drunk, so why they wanna be
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Cause you get eleven thousand spins in a week
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Here comes the C to the B to the A
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Never fall off like B2K
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Wanna get tipsy, you one drink away
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Why would I buy when it's better when you pay
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Track Boys from the Lou, Jermaine from the A
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But they got the boy gettin tipsy with Sway
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Then she said she had somethin to say
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"One hit wonder" please I'm here to stay!
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[Chorus - J-Kwon]
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Now e'rybody, e'rybody, e'rybody, e'rybody
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(E'rybody in the club get tipsy)
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Oo-ooh, Now e'rybody, e'rybody, e'rybody, e'rybody
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(E'rybody in the club get tipsy)
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Oo-ooh, Now e'rybody, e'rybody, e'rybody, e'rybody
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(E'rybody in the club get tipsy)
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Oo-ooh, Now e'rybody, e'rybody, e'rybody, e'rybody
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(E'rybody in the club get tipsy)
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[Verse 2 - Chingy]
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Stop! I pulled up to the club already filthy
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She say she don't give head, she innocent til proven guilty
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Walk in V.I.P, cats screamin "T.I.P!"
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Skull cap with a bib on the back DTP
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This girl starin so I put a spell on her like a gypsy
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We bought up the bar with hundreds some drunk not tipsy
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Don't trip cause the whole St. Louis is ridin with me
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Cats start hatin, tell them people come get me
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Yeah! here comes the king of the Midwest C
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H to the I to the N to the G (Y)
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My homies in the back puffin on some ooo wee
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I know the owner so I snuck in the Uzi
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Plus if I blow somebody they gon' try to sue me
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If rappin was a film I'm starin in this movie
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The Git It Boys hurr, they gon retch and boozee
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Let's take it from the club to the ja-cuzzi
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3 - Murphy Lee]
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Ayo one I am the dude that the people call Murph (Murph)
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Check my resume you can see I put in work (work)
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Two new women that I add to my phone (phone)
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Three rolled joints, smoke one when I get home (home)
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Four real dirty you and I versale (sale)
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Those the people I thank, when my damn record sales (sale)
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Five new problems and one ain't broke (broke)
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White Porsche truck wood grain like Coke
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Now e'rybody in the club lookin spiffy
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Mama got on a dress, boots from the sixties
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Oh girl pissy, Shantay tipsy
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Kim, Kesha, and Pam all leavin wit me
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Jackers wanna get me, it's not that simply
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Seventeen fillin up, but you can make it empty
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Now which one of y'all niggaz wanna tempt me
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(Now which one of y'all niggaz wanna tempt me)
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[Chorus]
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[Outro]
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E'rybody in the club gettin tipsy
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E'rybody in the club gettin tipsy
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E'rybody in the club gettin tipsy
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E'rybody in the club gettin tipsy
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Tipsy (Remix)
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| J-Kwon |
