Sip

I've been up and at it all night With a cold drink and a tall guy I'm fading out Stumbled out into the moonlight And I drop down for the first time I'm fading out, hmm-mm Sipping on it, sipping on him I got nothing else to do Dancing on, romancing on it I got nothing else to do I'm sipping on a boy, sipping on a boy Sipping on a boy, ooh-ooh I'm sipping on a boy, sipping on a boy Say he like the way I move Something about the way that he stands With a Roscoe in his waistband, I love it (I love it) Something 'bout the way that those hands Make a bitch dance for a bad man, I love it Hmm I been sipping on it, sipping on him I got nothing else to do Dancing on, romancing on it I got nothing else to do I'm sipping on a boy, sipping on a boy Sipping on a boy, ooh-ooh I'm sipping on a boy, sipping on a boy Say he like the way I move Oh, yeah One more drink, I'm right there Oh, your eyes Oh, from right there, I'm right thеre I been sipping on it, sipping on him I got nothing else to do Dancing on, romancing on it I got nothing else to do I'm sipping on a boy, sipping on a boy Sipping on a boy, ooh-ooh I'm sipping on a boy, sipping on a boy Say he like the way I move