Mister Joe

Mister Joe

BandHip Hop

Other Info

Cover band: 
No

Lyrics

Tipsy Str8 throwed

Written By: joseph redding

Tipsy from last nite
tipsy from last
tip tipsy from last nite
tipsy from last
im straight throwed
from last nite
(said twice)

1st verse.
Who gone help me out the club cause im still drinking, hennessey spilling out my glass but im still leaning.
Baby pour another round i think its going down stepping through the club slo-mo wit my hat down.
You can meet me at the bar we gon keep drinking plus im already geeked up but who the hell thinking.
And aint worried bout security trying to gaurd the place
i might be straight throwed but lil buddy still catch a case.
And you can tell by my face im in another world slurring all my words two stepping like im off the curb.
Give me the word best believe ill acheive any deed that you need if you roll but im still tipsy.

Tipsy from last
tip tipsy from last nite
tipsy from last
tip tipsy from last nite
straight throwed
from last nite
(repeat twice)

2nd verse
Catch me straight throwed in the V-I been sipping hennessey so we lean aint hard to see why.
You can tell im straight throwed pour liquor on the floor
A bucket full of beer plus and order of the Moe.
The click getting blowed cause they steady pulling kush
couple grand in my pocket from the product that i push.
Perscribing x pills got the woman p popping
Im addicted to the shhh that will keep the club rocking.
Jock a couple chicks but i hitem with the same thang
black male worldwide baby sipping champagne
80 on the freeway sipping on the liqour mix it wit the coke
let the nicotine flicker.
stimulate my buzz you can tell that im throwed
by the time i hit the room know im sleeping in my clothes.
let me get another glass of hennessey hennessey.

tipsy from last nite
tipsy from last
tip tipsy from last nite
tipsy from last
straight throwed
from last nite
(repeats twice)

Im an outlaw baby prepared to get it on
conversation way we live tryna get you in zone.
attracted by ya moves got me thinking bout the sex
the way you pull me on dat ass got me filling like im next
ya blessed wit the body of a genie
rub ya hips lik the bottle wishing later you can see me
it aint easy being me cause im distant from the love
and caught up on the street keep that dat alcohol buzz
propose to my cash so i settle for them one nights
calling out my name till the morn on the first fligh
straight throwed. and stilll tipsy from last nite.