Joe Budden, Emmany, Jay Townsend - Tipsy lyrics

Check it… baby sweetie lady darling
It don’t, get no better than this
And I know
Guys will go to any measure to hit
But, I hope
You don’t use that as a measuring stick
They priorities is off, busy treasuring whips
I just like the opportunity
Of pleasuring miss
Since I never met another that
Get wetter than this
Anytime I'm tour you’ll forever be missed
Cause, I knew she was a fantasy dream
Every Sunday all she worry about
Is her fantasy team
And anytime shorty speed pass in that E-Class
Body so sick that I always wanna tea bag
So I spend, hit a mall maybe Soho
Cause how she blessed me
Swore her jaw broke though
Her sex to me, is like a midnight ecstasy
So the bar could be closed as
Long as she next to me

Baby I’m Tipsy, so let’s stay love drunk
Baby I’m Tipsy, so let’s stay love drunk
Oh Baby I’m Tipsy, so let’s stay love drunk
Let's stay love drunk, let's stay love drunk
See baby I'm Tipsy, so let’s stay love drunk
Baby I’m Tipsy, so let’s stay love drunk
Oh Baby I’m Tipsy off you
So let’s stay love drunk
Let's stay love drunk, let's stay love drunk

Check it see the beauty of it all is
We could both have whoever we please
But ummm, we’d only be fooling ourselves
Cause it seems without each other
We would never be please, d
It’s much more than her body
Though I value her ways
See shorty knows the value of space
She don’t crowd me open minded
Know she don’t got all the answers
When we hit the strip club
She tipping all the dancers
I’m trying to show you things
That you ain’t used to
Talking water front villas out in St lucia
Turn our cells off, nothing else matters
Took it slow but it
Couldn’t happen any faster
She don’t go through the phone
She say if that’s necessary than
She rather be alone can tell she for real by
The sound of her tone shorty grown
No chaser she got me in the zone


Best part about it all it’s not difficult
You such a standout, nowhere near typical
Plus you let me be my own individual
You know if you support me
You’ll get every residual
And when girls try to tell
You that I’m cheating
You agree saying they don’t
Even know the half
Cause how I got shorty, it ain’t even fair
Though it all adds up they can’t
Seen to do the math

No Henn’ or glass of Rosé (Rosé)
Could make my world spin around
Just like you do
They just don’t taste the same
Got me buzzed off the love you gave (ya gave)
No way I see straight after one sip from you
Oh