[Quavo:]
Yeah
(Buddah Bless this beat)
Yeah
Ayy
Let me tell you ’bout this chick from the West Coast (Woah)
Light skin, baby hairs, but she do the most (Uh)
She like to bounce that ass on her tippy toes (Ayy)
She even tried to make me eat her out before I stroke (Woo)
She get evil, deadly down her *** (Evil)
Think I need her, treat her like Anita (‘Nita)
Pricy little *** (Pricy), icy little *** (Icy)
Put it in her one time, now she fighting ’bout my *** (Hey)
Brr (Hello?), now they callin’ ’bout that ***
Had to throw some *** off ’cause they tryna sink the ship (Uh)
Her *** soft and that *** got that grip
She said I spend it in the strip club, why can’t I spend it here? (Woo, damn)
[Saweetie:]
South, *** (Soft)
Hahaha, yeah
I know this *** from the South (Yeah)
Before I let him hit, I had to put it in his nose (Mwah)
Splish splash, uh-huh, *** never on a drought (Hah)
Put him in the doghouse then *** up his bank account
All cash, uh-huh, ***, spend it on me
Real *** with the ***, he dependent on me (Uh-huh)
Icy wifey like it rocky, so he take me out so often
All these *** try to cop me but he know he never swap me
Uh (Uh), ninety-nine to nine (Yeah)
This *** brought me Gucci and Prada-da-da
Uh (Yeah), I’m a ride or die
In the Maybach, givin’ sloppy top
[Saweetie & Quavo:]
Hold on, is these windows tinted?
(Yeah, hey)
Just got you the brand new AP, it’s frosted (I did it)
Get with Huncho, baby, and you’re bossing (We gone)
She dropped it to the floor crazy, and I lost it (That’s crazy)
Later on that night, found out the *** was faucet (Water)
Slide down her back, she got incredible arches
Hit it deep and beat box but it’s no Biz Markus (Markie)
Blonde lacefront, made her black, iCarly (iCarly)
And she from the Bay, she ghostwrite every morning (Yeah)
[Saweetie:]
Cocaina tiptoes (Woah)
Ride it like the whip stole
Benjis in my bra when my *** need a lift though
Prezi’ on my windows, Prezi’ in my wrist froze
Sucking on that *** like a Cuban Monte Christo
Uh, get nasty with it
If a *** talking ***, I get ratchet with it (Pop, pop, pop)
Five bands on my nails so I’m classy with it (Brr)
And if a *** walking funny, you know daddy did it (Brr)
Hol’, hol’, hol’ on, hol’ on
Let me get my roll on (Yeah)
Got that super soaker so he had to put his coat on (Woo)
That’s a icon, taking off my Balmain
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? Put a show on
Cocaina tiptoes (Woah)
Ride it like the whip stole
Benjis in my bra when my *** need a lift though
Prezi’ on my windows, Prezi’ in my wrist froze
Sucking on that *** like a Cuban Monte Christo
(Cocaina tiptoes…)
(Cocaina tiptoes…)
(Cocaina tiptoes…)
(Cocaina tiptoes…)
(Mwah)
Tip Toes Lyrics
Artist: Saweetie
Feat. Quavo
Album: Icy
Release date: March 29, 2019
Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap
Label: 2TE Records