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Sippin' On Lyricsby Britney Spears Buy album CD: Other Songs NOW - DE (Ay oh) let me do my thing with a New York verse AC will make you hot, girl remove your shirt I got my eyes closed you could do your dirt And by the way, do you still got that school girl skirt? Like the cops imma watch her watch me Shot with a chaser like the paparazzi It's crazy she still on top a the biz I'm with Brit, while KFed watchin' the kids He was kinda like a summer fling Hot and heavy through that April rain May and June he was after me By July, it was getting hypnotic So he kinda started feelin my fame I don't really wanna say his name All I know is I liked his drank All my girls say mmm if you feel me I saw you there, I can't get you out my sight boy Better go and get another drank, cuz you aint getting none of mine, no Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on Baby, baby, baby Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on Baby, baby, baby What I feel is more than a crush Then again, it's not quite love Just enough to fill my cup Whatever you do, just keep it flowin' So tell me how you like it babe On the rocks, or straight up babe Oh boy don't be afraid, I'm right here and I'm gonna show ya I saw you there, I can't get you outta my mind, boy Better go and get another drink All my girls say Ohh, ohh, tell me whatcha sippin' on Baby, baby, baby Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin' on Baby, baby, baby I can't ignore it boy I feel like I'm yours The way you look at me I just can't say no So we should hook up, who knows where we will go Cause baby when I'm with you, I feel I'm losing control Oh boy you hit the spot See baby, please don't stop Do you like my lemon drop (just taste it baby) You make me feel so hot Summertime love is all we got Here we are, lets take a shot (This is AC baby) AC: All the tabloids tell me how you was a handful Toxic, try to make you an example You know me, I'm just tryin' to have you shoot for the airport Cause all this stress got me losing my hair too Lets release, get live on the track Got my baby in the whip, she could ride on my lap Put that one finger up mommy, guzzle some more Tell them the only issues you got is the covers your on, uh One more drink, make us some a the bomb Order shot, bartender gave one in the arm All you rappers better recognize the best Cuz AC about to blow like a breathalyzer test Ohh, ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on Baby, baby, baby So clap Baby that's so clap So clap (so clap common) Are you ready for that's so clap So clap, are you ready for that's so clap So clap, are you ready for that's so clap So clap, are you ready for that so clap
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