Текст песни I Tip Down

[Rasaq]

I tip down, grippin' on pine

Sour apple caddie wine berry over lime

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 swangin' bones is achin'

Boys wanna hate me but I don't borrow

Prolly 'cause my diamonds shinin' on they darling

24's crawlin', ya boy is ballin'

5th wheel wiggle like the fin on a dolphin

Sittin' 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 comin' down, all my girls fine

They call me M&M's I got red, yella's and browns, man...

I be comin' down, I be tippin' down

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]

You can tell I'm tippin' down

Rims spinnin' in rewind

Top is up I let it down

From that H-Town to yo town, we tippin' down

You can tell I'm tippin' down

How my trunk is showin' surround

Ask them how they like me now

From that H-Town to yo town, we tippin' down

[Chamillionaire]

I tip down, bangin' underground

Clear coats on shine

Prisma drippin' off like slime

I tip down, at Action number 9

Tell the diamonds drip down

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When are you gon' sign

Stop worryin' 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 claimin' they real really they fake

And ride in the slab spent a day shakin'

Speakers keep breakin' the playstation

It's Hakeem, 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 standin' on the ladder

Squash the chatter ain't on my level

The plex can't get settled

Pop the trunk and I get metal

You can leave Jamaica

Make a wrong move and I break ya

One-Two, breaker, breaker

My plane fleein' to Jamaica

Break ya neck I'ma day shaker

No luck I play with skills

After playin' skills after the game I'm payin' bills

Midwest say I'm real, the South say I'm trill

Step out the Cheville still holdin' my woodwheel

Stop at IHOP ain't never gon' pay the bill

Carrots in my mouth I'm already havin' 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 tippin' down

Rims spinnin' in rewind

Top is up I let it down

From that H-Town to yo town, we tippin' down

You can tell I'm tippin' down

How my trunk is showin' surround

Ask them how they like me now

From that H-Town to yo town, we tippin' down