[Intro:]
Teen drinking is very bad.
Yo I got a fake ID though.
Yeeah, yeeah, yeeah, 2 step with me, 2 step with me.

[Verse 1:]
1, here comes the 2 to the 3 to the 4,
Everybody drunk out on the dance floor,
Babygirl ass jiggle like she want more,
Like she a groupie and I aint even on tour,
Maybe cause she heard that I rhyme hardcore,
Or maybe cause she heard that I buy out the stores,
Bottom of the 9th and a nigga gotta score,
If not i gotta move on to the next floor,
Here comes the 3 to the 2 to the 1,
Homeboy trippin' he don't know I got a gun,
When it come to pop man we do shit for fun,
You aint got one nigga you betta run,
Now i'm in the back gettin head from my hunz,
While she goin down i'm breakin down what i done,
She smokin my blunt sayin she aint havin fun,
Bitch give it back now you don't get none.

[Chorus:]
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Now everybody in the club gettin tipsy,
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy.

[Young Buck:]
I'm on the dance floor tipsy, Swimmin wit the dolphins
Every im at in my cup hypnotic coughin its j-Kwon and
The kid they call Buck ima shine whereva stuntin them
Princess cuts White gold on my chest and white gold in
My mouth i ride dirty and i'm treel but i ain't from
The south from the m-dot east side connect game and
You can find me in the vip twistin them thangz,shorty
Like watz your name i know you rap girl sed i ain't get
Tipsy let me get at that i carocade outside look like a
Funeral