Lyrics:

Intro]**lf**Teen drinking is very bad**lf**Yo I got a fake Id though**lf**yeeah,yeeah,yeeah,yo,2 step with me,2 step with me**lf****lf**[1st verse]**lf**1, here comes the 2 to the 3 to the 4,**lf**Errbody drunk out on the dancefloor,**lf**Babygirl ass jiggle like she want more,**lf**Like she a groupie and I aint even on tour,**lf**Maybe cause she heard that I rhyme hardcore,**lf**Or maybe cause she heard that I bought out the stores,**lf**Bottom of the 9th in this nigga gotta score,**lf**If not I gotta move onto the next FLOOR,**lf**Here comes the 3 to the 2 to da 1**lf**Homeboy trippin he don''t know I got a gun,**lf**When it come to pop man we do shit for fun,**lf**You aint got one nigga you betta run,**lf**Now I''m in the back gettin Head from my hunz,**lf**While she goin down I''m breakin down what I done,**lf**She smokin my blunt sayin she aint havin fun,**lf**Bitch give it back now you don''t get none.**lf****lf**[chorus]**lf**Errbody in THIS BITCH gettin tips(Errbody in the club gettin tipsy)**lf**Errbody in THIS BITCH gettin tips(Errbody in the club gettin tipsy)**lf**Errbody in THIS BITCH gettin tips(Errbody in the club gettin tipsy)**lf**Errbody in THIS BITCH gettin tips(Errbody in the club gettin tipsy)**lf****lf**[verse 2]**lf**2,here comes the 3 to the 4 to the 5,**lf**Now I''m lookin at shorty right in the eyes,**lf**Couple seconds passed now I''m lookin at her thighs,**lf**While she tellin me how much she hate her guy,**lf**Said she got a kid but she got her tubes tied,**lf**Maybe 21 girl dats alright,**lf**I wonder If a shake comin wit dem fries,**lf**If so baby can I get em super sized,**lf**Here comes the 4 to the 3 to the 2,**lf**She start feelin on my johnson right out the blue,**lf**Girl you super thick so I''m thinkin that''s cool,**lf**What instead of one life dat i need 2,**lf**Her eyes got big when she glanced at my jewels,**lf**Expression on her face like she aint got a clue,**lf**And she told me she don''t run with a crew,**lf**You know how I do but I guess one gotta do.**lf****lf**[chorus]**lf****lf**[verse 3]**lf**3,here comes the 4 to the 5 to the 6,**lf**Self explanatory I aint gotta say I''m rich,**lf**This single man aint tryna get hitched,**lf**Nigga waste it on me man son of a bitch,**lf**Brushed it all off now I''m back to gettin lit,**lf**Grisa orange juice man this some good ish,**lf**Homeboy trippin cause I''m starin at his chick,**lf**Now he on the sideline starin at my clique,**lf**Here comes the 5 to the 4 to the 3,**lf**Hands in the air if you cats drunk as me,**lf**Club on the set kwon cut out them trees,**lf**Dude I don''t care I''m a P.I.M.P**lf****lf**[chorus]**lf****lf**Errbody in THIS BITCH gettin tips(Errbody in the club gettin tipsy)**lf**Errbody in THIS BITCH gettin tips(Errbody in the club gettin tipsy)**lf**Errbody in THIS BITCH gettin tips(Errbody in the club gettin tipsy)**lf**Errbody in THIS BITCH gettin tips (Errbody in the club gettin tipsy)yeah