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Been Tippin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Nuka Prix
Length: 2:48
Written by: Brian Dunbar




Nuka Prix - Been Tippin' Lyrics
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Yeah these niggas on that old shit
It aint nothing to me
I pull up
And she realize im who that boy wanting to be
Four xans in my system
I got nothin to drink
And she on the same thang
She said she cant feel a thing
Yeah these niggas on that new shit
It aint nothing to me
I pull up paul wall stance
My mouth look like the sea
I told my lil bitch go and flex
And then I gave her a treat
Yeah who started all this shit?
Omg! Its nuka prix!
Yea these niggas on some old shit
I did that when I was a jitt
Now they all so mad at me
Because they cant accomplish shit
Everything you wana do
I bet that ive been through the shit
Even that lil bitch you hit
She so last season
Keep the bitch
She was in my bed
And she gave me head
Roof missin like ginobli
Hit her wit my black mamba
Ballin like im kobe
That bitch wana f*ck me
But she berely got to know me
Nigga wana fight me
But thats why I keep mya pole piece
Like ooh, move
Tell that bitch to scoot
Im one with the llama
You can call me couscous
Like ooh, move
Tellat bitch to scoot
Said I wanted you
I got a new bitch comin thru like...
Niggas on some new shit
I been way inna dat
I did that so long ago
Now I need my swagger back
Told my bitch to hold my gun
Because the cops took my louis sack
Run up in your trap
We up the fire
Then we take your pack
Smoking sacks
Burn it down to a twig
Smoke another let it rise like phoenix
Yeah I'm riding through your motherf*cking town with the shits
Talk down put you down in a ditch
Yea, yea, yea
If she bad as f*ck
Ima put her in a new crib
Bad redbone
Lobsterback, massachusetts
Stealing everything from her heart until its useless
Suck her bloodstream dry
Then I find a new bitch
Yeah these niggas on that old shit
It aint nothing to me
I pull up
And she realize im who that boy wanting to be
Four xans in my system
I need something to drink
And she on the same thang
She said she cant feel a thing
Yeah these niggas on that new shit
It aint nothing to me
I pull up paul wall stance
My mouth look like the sea
I told my lil bitch go and flex
And then I gave her a treat
Yeah who started all this shit?
Omg! Its nuka prix!
Bitch!
F*cker!
I told yall niggas I was finna be back with this shit forreal!
Shout out to all the ladies listening ya digg me
Ice! Ice ice ice!
Mouth flooded like the f*cking sea
Told that bitch to kiss my pinky ring
Tennis bracelets I dont fear a thing
Tennis bracelets like serena, venus
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Yeah these niggas on that old shit
It aint nothing to me
I pull up
And she realize im who that boy wanting to be
Four xans in my system
I got nothin to drink
And she on the same thang
She said she cant feel a thing
Yeah these niggas on that new shit
It aint nothing to me
I pull up paul wall stance
My mouth look like the sea
I told my lil bitch go and flex
And then I gave her a treat
Yeah who started all this shit?
Omg! Its nuka prix!
Yea these niggas on some old shit
I did that when I was a jitt
Now they all so mad at me
Because they cant accomplish shit
Everything you wana do
I bet that ive been through the shit
Even that lil bitch you hit
She so last season
Keep the bitch
She was in my bed
And she gave me head
Roof missin like ginobli
Hit her wit my black mamba
Ballin like im kobe
That bitch wana f*ck me
But she berely got to know me
Nigga wana fight me
But thats why I keep mya pole piece
Like ooh, move
Tell that bitch to scoot
Im one with the llama
You can call me couscous
Like ooh, move
Tellat bitch to scoot
Said I wanted you
I got a new bitch comin thru like...
Niggas on some new shit
I been way inna dat
I did that so long ago
Now I need my swagger back
Told my bitch to hold my gun
Because the cops took my louis sack
Run up in your trap
We up the fire
Then we take your pack
Smoking sacks
Burn it down to a twig
Smoke another let it rise like phoenix
Yeah I'm riding through your motherf*cking town with the shits
Talk down put you down in a ditch
Yea, yea, yea
If she bad as f*ck
Ima put her in a new crib
Bad redbone
Lobsterback, massachusetts
Stealing everything from her heart until its useless
Suck her bloodstream dry
Then I find a new bitch
Yeah these niggas on that old shit
It aint nothing to me
I pull up
And she realize im who that boy wanting to be
Four xans in my system
I need something to drink
And she on the same thang
She said she cant feel a thing
Yeah these niggas on that new shit
It aint nothing to me
I pull up paul wall stance
My mouth look like the sea
I told my lil bitch go and flex
And then I gave her a treat
Yeah who started all this shit?
Omg! Its nuka prix!
Bitch!
F*cker!
I told yall niggas I was finna be back with this shit forreal!
Shout out to all the ladies listening ya digg me
Ice! Ice ice ice!
Mouth flooded like the f*cking sea
Told that bitch to kiss my pinky ring
Tennis bracelets I dont fear a thing
Tennis bracelets like serena, venus
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Writer: Brian Dunbar
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