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Tip Your Hat lyrics
Tip Your Hat lyrics
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Tip Your Hat lyrics

[Intro]

I'm just trynna be happy

(Sniffles)

Groovy

[Chorus]

Tip yo' hat for a G if you fuckin' with that chill

Blowin' by yo' dolo and you fuckin' with that kill

Live yo' life in slow-mo and you promo what is real

They can't tell you what to wear because you free

[Verse 1]

Tell 'em bout the J. Crew socks and the Tommy Hilfiger sweater

Middle of a Alabama summer, field nigga weather

Value Village trippin' 'bout to catch a deal with the cheddar

Wicker Park pickin' niggas catchin' deals with the leather

Loafers I was rockin'

They were jazzy, I was stockin'

Had a horsey on the jacket

Didn't have another option

These bracelets on my wrist I can't remember when I copped 'em

I been fuckin' with that fly shit for the longest, fool

[Chorus]

Tip yo' hat for a G if you fuckin' with that chill

Blowin' by yo' dolo and you fuckin' with that kill

Live yo' life in slow-mo and you promo what is real

They can't tell you what to wear because you free

[Verse 2]

Tell 'em that i'm straight up out the Chi

And i'm fly

91st & Langley, neighborhood guy

Went to Hirsch, off the 9

Seen to many in a herse from the 9

Lot of busted holes couple of them fine

Nevermind

Afterschool, we was cool

Chillin' on the Grove after 'bout a year

Shit changed, started gettin' chose

Seen a homie shot

On the spot

Seen shit stole

Seen a couple fights

When it's hot, niggas get froze

That's just how it goes

In the hood

Mama taught me good

Niggas didn't try me, understood

Wish a nigga would

Shorties on the block

On my jock

I was feelin' good

Got a couple numbers at a party then I told them hoes to juke, fool

[Chorus]

Tip yo' hat for a G if you fuckin' with that chill

Blowin' by yo' dolo and you fuckin' with that kill

Live yo' life in slow-mo and you promo what is real

They can't tell you what to wear because you free

[Verse 3]

Aw

Oh

(Put them shoes on and keep my paper runnin')

Yeah, listen up

(Put them shoes on and keep my paper runnin')

Tell 'em bout the A-Life loafers with the tassels

Camo on the cargos, laces be a hassle

Tell 'em haters all about this vintage shit i'm thriftin

We don't listen

Save yo money, this a different type of pimpin'

Can you buy that?

[Skit]

It was $35,000, $35,000 cash money

Wha-No, I get one-$35,000+1, right?

The one I gave you

No you gave me 6, alright?

That was one

I had one that was 6 and the $35,000 + 6 + 1 makes 7. $35,000 and 7, alright? Motherfucker, can you buy that?

[Chorus]

Tip yo' hat for a G if you fuckin' with that chill

Blowin' by yo' dolo and you fuckin' with that kill

Live yo' life in slow-mo and you promo what is real

They can't tell you what to wear because you free

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