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What You Been Drankin On

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Dipset, motherfuckers

Jha Jha, Jim Jones, Paul Wall, they call me Diddy

Y'all motherfuckers must have lost your mind

I wish a motherfucker wouldWhat you been drankin on? What you been sippin' on?

What got you bumpin' in the funk wit all that gator on?

What you been drankin on? What you been sippin' on?

What got you bumpin' in the funk wit all that gator on?'Cause you ain't drunk, hoe, you ain't drunk, hoe

You ain't ridin, you ain't live, you ain't drunk, hoe

I say, what you been drankin on?I was up in the club vibin', sippin' on sizzurp vibin'

Gettin' a lil' close with my man, slow grindin to the jams

These girls gon start whylin'

They gots to start trippin', they got the crowd listenin'

You know the type, wanna get into a fight when I get a little light

Them chicks just need attentionThey playin' different ground, I'm sayin get from round me

If you spill that drink on my brand new mink

I'ma split every bitch that's round me

We can buck if you want to

I'm the type that'll give you what you want, boo

Y'all chicks can't stand me

I bet a bunch of Gs whos just waitin to bust things to the roofYou ain't drunk, nigga, you ain't drunk, nigga

Til' that sizzurp and Henny is in your cup, nigga

What you been sippin on? What you been hittin' on?

It be them chicks in bikinis we bought em Cris's onCall me Diddy, let's ride that out, stop that talk outside your mouth

I'll put guys outside your house, we the hottest in the South

Bad Boy, Dipset, baby girl, get ya lips wet

Maybach like that chauffeur, money ain't too far from Oprah'sYou should've seen what I paid my chauffeur

It's enough to buy you a roster

This toaster supposed to take you on a roller coaster

You ain't poppin' like Diddy, baby, I'm rockin' with Diddy, baby

The Drops is terrific, kid, them wrists to 80What you been sippin on? Who you been smokin' with?

What got you actin' all silly doin' stupid shit?

'Cause you ain't drunk, nigga, you little fuck, nigga

You ain't bad, you's a fag, you ain't tough, nigga

What you been drinkin' on?Y'all know the deal

Long John shirt don't show the steal

Ski mask when we gone to kill

We blast and you know we willWe don't mash in this olds-mobiles

Ride to ya block slow as hell

Look for you fucks, unload the shells

A nigga get caught, then please post bailEastside to the homies in jail

Know how it be that lonely S.L.

Full of turf is Smokeys cell

You cookin' it up, then goin' to hellI'm with a bitch in the front seat holdin' the steal

God, I'm so for real

Move the candy ring to get the candy paint

For them pretty Range Rover wheelsWhat you been sippin' on? What's in that white cup?

It's that Memphis-in', codeine, not purple tub

Cause you ain't leanin', bitch, you ain't codeine-in' bitch

That cup and money, you ain't high, you ain't sleepy, bitch

I see what you been drinkin onCock the 4, hold the deuce

Mixed with sprite maybe juice

Prepare to lean off that codeine

Prescription call it syrup, gets me looseWhite cup that's full of that oil

Texas T, we call it drank

Sittin' sideways on them 4's

Lavish drippin' wet candy paintWho's the man, who's the G?

Houston, Texas 713

I'm on the block that we call South Lee

Sippin' oil with the thugs and G'sPaul Wall, what you know about me?

I'm on the grind and I'm slangin' leash

When I mix the Sprite wit this sizzurp

I'll show you how to make a Sprite remixDipset, Bad Boy, Jim Jones, Jha Jha, Paul Wall

They call me Diddy, Harlem, stand up

Dirty South, stand up, Midwest, stand up

West Coast, stand up, yeah

Come on, come on, yeah

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