What's happenin', man This T.I.P., you know I'd like to dedicate this song to anybody who done ever lost somebody To the grave, to the streets, to the jail cell I done been in situations where I done had to cope with all three You know what I'm saying? I

Out here way back, working on our laid back Tell everyone you know Sip it, tip it, pass it around Let's light up this two lane town Got our headlights circled, Chevrolet Saturday night at a river bank Silver bullets popping, got my speakers rocking A

Ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick it at Let's get it homeboy! Y'all already know what is man, this ain't nothin' new to y'all man! T.I.P., Pimp $quad Click ya understand that? King of the South! Hey! Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't

Huh, My nigga Don Juan...damn I Been knowin you a long time nigga, heh We did a lot of shit together man On this music tip man Beautiful shit we did dog Remember when we went out to L.A. man, wit Quincy man Made all that shit pop

And you are unforgettable I need to get you alone I'm gonna sip on this drink, when I'm fucked up I should know how to pick up I'm gonna catch the rhythm While she push up against me, ooh, is she tipsy? I had enough convo for 24 I peep'd you from across