tiptoe'n

i'm tiptoe'n out the bank

hope you don't speak to me

i'm tiptoe'n out the bank

hope you don't speak to me

i'm tiptoe'n out the bank

hope you don't speak to me

hope you don't speak to me

hope you don't speak to me

i'm tiptoe'n out the bank

hope you don't speak to me

i'm tiptoe'n out the bank

hope you don't speak to me

i'm tiptoe'n out the bank

hope you don't speak to me

hope you don't speak to me

hope you don't speak to me

flowers for the bitches

bottles for my dawgs

i got coupes in the yard so i fuck 'em all

i got bally's on my feet

the money on my mind

all year we run around like it's the summertime

ship my bentley to jamaica

what the bumbaclot?"