[ Featuring That's Deep ]
What we sipping on
Yo Deep, what we sipping on
Step up in the spot and I go insane
I don't need a man to wing
I do my own thing
I pull up to the shorty
And I spit my game
Like what's your star sign
What's your middle name
And even if she there with the nice curves
A likkle attitude and I kick her to the curb
See I was raised on the basic principles
You always gotta show respect
If it's gave to you
Like if you got a man
Let it be known
Don't disrespect me
Cause I seen you on your own
Cause I'm only coming with the realness
If I was famous
I swear Rihanna would feel this
This shit is always factual
If you got it back to blow
You can call a Nigga
I'll be there just like that you know
You say you bisexual
I say that's impeccable
You can get your friend
It's going down like digestibles
You know I'm the next to blow
Break her down dissectible
When I seen these shorties
Used to freeze up like a vegetable
I got some testicles
Pull up to a chick
I grab a mom that's a step though
But I won't stop young Nigga
Sipping on that rum
Got me feelin' like I'm sprung Nigga
Baby girl I always rep Jamaica
St. Lucia sprinkle a bit of Playa
Yeah, Jamaican rum punch
Couple shots of that shit
Got me f*cked up
Yeah, and she stuck up
I still brought her to the crib
Got a nut bust
Yeah, Jamaican rum punch
Got me dancing on the floor
Man, you know what's up
Yeah, Jamaican rum punch
I think I had a little much
I had too much
I may have had a little much
Might have a little more
Spilling liquor to the floor
Hope no cops come through the door
Everybody chasing hoes
Man like me I'm chasing dough
But today we came to party
So might have to switch the flow
I'm here for a good time not a long time
Pull up and we go straight in
Don't like long lines
Shorty fell in love
I think I gave the wrong signs
Debating should I bring her to the crib
Confines tryna ball like combines
Ain't got hoop dreams
But I was going crazy
Back on them youth teams
Now we trapping in the studio
With two screens
Put my right hand up to God
With the Saints Drew Brees
But I won't stop getting it, yeah
And I won't stop sipping it
Jamaican rum punch
In my cup got me sweating kid
I don't dance
But right now a Nigga feelin' it
Yeah, Jamaican rum punch
Couple shots of that shit
Got me f*cked up
Yeah, and she stuck up
I still brought her to the crib
Got a nut bust
Yeah, Jamaican rum punch
Got me dancing on the floor
Man, you know what's up
Yeah, Jamaican rum punch
I think I had a little much
I had too much
I think I had a little much
I had too much
