Young Skipper – Sippa Rippa Lyrics

Take a sippa of the liquor
Anotha rippa with the Skipper
Biggest tipper
Biggest dipper
Get up in her
Lil knickers
Lit like candles
Sip a handle
Ride me, saddle
Hair get tangled
Hit it, anvil
Bust it, fragile
Type of life that
She can't handle
Bitches call me baby when we chilling in my crib
Wanna take a peek-a seeing how the baby Skipper live
Keep on talking like a child
Then start calling me Tommy
I'll show you why my last name Pickles
When you show me that body
Cuz we the Rugrats
Show 'em where the love at
Going through a whole damn box
Where the gloves at
She said hit it like your raps
Raw
But I couldn't comply
I had to cap a pack of raps
And provide a supply
Cuz I
Don't want kids (no)
My contract forbids (hoes)
Getting pregnant
Woohing just like the Sims
Ain't no singles or no twins
Or no triplets with these bitches
Skip isn't making so siblings
I be sticking to the business
And it's booming
Cuddle weather in my room and now we spooning
Breakfast in bed and Saturday morning cartoon-ing
Like these toons I'm getting loony
Cuz this beauty has got a booty
Better treasure than dabloon-ies
(Rich)
Take a sippa of the liquor
Anotha rippa with the Skipper
Biggest tipper
Biggest dipper
Get up in her
Lil knickers
Lit like candles
Sip a handle
Ride me, saddle
Hair get tangled
Hit it, anvil
Bust it, fragile
Type of life that
She can't handle
Long ago there was a girl that I would put up on a pedestal
She said I sucked at rapping so you know I had to let her go
She'd text me every other day
But I didn't tell her, though
Why I never text her back
But this is how I'll let her know
I'm spittin' flames like I'm eating hot peppers
And that girl got so much brain
But still can't beat me at checkers
But if the checkers Chinese
Ya boy is gonna get beat
I got a thing for the Asians, all the way to Phillipines
And that's exotic
She shaking that ass in a circle, hypnotic
It's working so well sending Chase a deposit
Everything I own, yeah you know that she got it
The fire I'm droppings demonic
It's kind of nuerotic
It make you go crazy and baby it turn you psychotic
Do it again
Skipper came through with a baker and bread
We spare no expense 'cause the bitches can tell when you do
You stingy with benjies
These bitches start telling these other girls not to come through
What the f*ck else can you do
But making the money start raining it fall from the roof
I blow it like Bluths
On housing developments, magic, and poon
We f*ck in that model home room
And that's how it goes
It's and illusion Michael
The things that I'm saying are all just a show
Ain't no money for payin'
No girls and no Asians
Bad vocal mixes in my portfolio
At least I drop shit on my own
Don't wait on producers or instrumentals
I ain't paying features either
Pull my lyrics out the ether
Money ain't making me a big achiever
Take a sippa of the liquor
Anotha rippa with the Skipper
Biggest tipper
Biggest dipper
Get up in her
Lil knickers
Lit like candles
Sip a handle
Ride me, saddle
Hair get tangled
Hit it, anvil
Bust it, fragile
Type of life that
She can't handle