T-Pain - That's Just Tips Lyrics

(Boop boop)
(Full send brother, huh)
(Uh)
(Bump baddum bum)
(Bump baddum bum)
(Bump baddum bum)
(Bump baddum bum)
(Uh)

I got a stack for the waitress (uh)
I got a stack for security (uh)
And I got five other bitches I'ma fuck while she wearing my jewelry (uh)
And I got a couple hundred dollars for the nigga that park my whip (park my whip)
And I got a lot more in my pocket
Somebody better stop it

(Psh)
That ain't shit
That's just tips
(Yeah, huh, huh, huh)
That's just tips
(Mm, huh, huh, huh)
That's just tips (yeah)
(Huh, huh, huh)
And I got a lot more in my pocket (pockets)
Somebody better stop it (stop it)
Psh, that ain't shit
That's just

Pocket change (pocket change)
Try to take it let that rocket bang (rocket bang)
Clase Azul will stock the plane
Got the strip club lookin' like the stock exchange
You better watch the tone
Before the two-tone watch come and rock ya homie
You are not the homie
Put a boulder on top of your molar
Then drive off
Now that's what I call a rock-n-rolla
I am not for foldin' unless it's these bills (bills, bills)
The code to the gate is the Netflix password
Come chill (chill, chill)
You ain't never been to no Wisconsin mansion with a bitch
You ain't lived (lived, lived)
Let me get some understanding
You just in here dancin' on broke niggas for real? (real, real)
What? Ew
Well let me get it jumpin' (shit)
I come from the slum
But I'm a Slumdog Millionaire
I'll show you how to get it bumpin' (shit)
You know I'm comin'
Just as long as it ain't in your hair
We gotta get up in somethin' (mm)
Take that as straight facts I ain't bluffin' (mm)
I got bread, got a pocket full of muffins (mm)
I gotta pay you back for your patience
But what if I said

I got a stack for the waitress (what?)
I got a stack for security (huh)
And I got five other bitches I'ma fuck while she wearing my jewelry (hmm)
And I got a couple hundred dollars for the nigga that park my whip (park my whip)
And I got a lot more in my pocket
Somebody better stop it

Psh, that ain't shit
That's just tips
(Yeah, huh, huh, huh)
That's just tips
(Mm, huh, huh, huh)
That's just tips (yeah)
(Huh, huh, huh)
And I got a lot more in my pocket (pockets)
Somebody better stop it (stop it)
Psh, that ain't shit
That's just

The tip of the iceberg
Legit lit
My bitch whippin' the Viper
Your shit don't hit
You're in the pit with the vipers
You gon' get bit
'Cause you a clown ass nigga
So you won't get shit
I got a chain and another chain (huh)
I bought the Lambo and gettin' another thing (huh)
I'm with the fammo where ain't nobody strugglin' (huh)
Them niggas all a gang
That's they other gang (uh)
You gotta be honest
You know ya feelin' it (feelin' it)
So get on your knees and do your due diligence
I'm killin' it
Is it me or is it the fuckin' pill in this? (hoo)
The Tallahassee hero on some villain shit (uh)
I can't walk with a million (uh uh)
Blue face, hunnid stay cripplin' (uh)
I know they don't like it, I'm still gettin' it (uh)
Teddy Pain is officially in the buildin' bitch (uh)
Been with a baddie like a few times (few times)
Butter up the booty like a shoe shine (shoe shine)
I'm 'bout to murder this pussy (pussy)
True crime
One thing 'bout a shot, I'ma shoot mine
(Woop woop) pull it over, you too fine (too fine)
Hit it back to back, that's two times (huh)
Open up your mouth
I gotta pay you back for your patience
Before I leave

I got a stack for the waitress
I got a stack for security
And I got five other bitches I'ma fuck while she wearing my jewelry
And I got a couple hundred dollars for the nigga that park my whip (park my whip)
And I got a lot more in my pocket
Somebody better stop it

(Psh)
That ain't shit
That's just tips
(Yeah, huh, huh, huh)
That's just tips
(Mm, huh, huh, huh)
That's just tips (yeah)
(Huh, huh, huh)
And I got a lot more in my pocket (pockets)
Somebody better stop it (stop it)
Psh, that ain't shit
That's just

Oh, here ya go, here ya go, here ya go (go)
Keep the pussy poppin', I got plenty mo' (mo')
Up to the ceiling, down to the flo' (flo')
Come on baby show me what it's hittin' fo'
Ooh
Oh, here ya go, here ya go, here ya go (go)
Keep the pussy poppin', I got plenty mo' (mo')
Up to the ceiling, down to the flo' (flo')
Come on baby show me what it's hittin' fo'
Ooh