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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Twista
Twista
Lead Vocals
Highbeam
Highbeam
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Mitchell
Carl Mitchell
Songwriter
Frederick Toxic Taylor
Frederick Toxic Taylor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Twista
Twista
Executive Producer
Mike Caren
Mike Caren
Executive Producer
Rawle Stewart
Rawle Stewart
Executive Producer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Larry Sturm
Larry Sturm
Mixing Engineer
Frederick Toxic Taylor
Frederick Toxic Taylor
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I know you heard the terms chicks are like cars
Well, I treat bitches like drinks
When I step in the club and buy out the bar
So let me quench my thirst with you and a friend
Instead of the juice and gin
Why don't I pour the drink out and you hop in?
Glass full of ass for a true motherfucker
With that turquoise Cooji on
You remind me of a blue motherfucker
[Verse 2]
Your friend was sexy when I seen her in Prada
But I think Gina was hotter
'Cause her skin tone was like a piña colada
I saw two Japanese chicks that got bodies
So I ordered them a Mai Tai and a hot sake
Then I got cocky
And asked 'em do they come to this club a lot
Well, y'all got a brother, hot
Hop my bubble drop, can I get a double shot?
Or get with these two mamacitas
One with the karma of a margarita
The other one like two shots of tequila
And they all fine, I really don't know what to think
As I get bubbly and choose, I try to figure out
[Verse 3]
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
[Verse 4]
Don't want them little cosmopolitan asses
I like the ones that make your face drop like a Neapolitan master
No telling what these thick bitches'll do
Reminiscing of a big old picture of boo
But hit you like a slow screw
Dipped in the strip club in LA with a bank roll
Where the weather ain't cold
So I can see some hoes slide down a pole
[Verse 5]
I met two dancers named Moet and Crystal
I was checking they style
We had a session, it was wet and was wild
Then I dug these two twins
Thick one Hennessy, one was Remy red
With skinny legs, both of 'em game to give me head
With a little bit of Absolut Vodka for they homie Tasha
Tell her to come closer so y'all three can give me a Sammy Sosa
If I was mayor, I would campaign asses
Drunk politician with women swimming around the champagne glasses
Drank so much that I might hurl in the sink
And if you ask me why, I couldn't figure out
[Verse 6]
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
[Verse 7]
If you will suck my soul
I shall lick your funky emotions
Look at the big old donkey you toting
I wish I could pour some of you in the bishop's cup
And have a toast with King Boo
And celebrate the fact that you thick as fuck
I holla church 'cause it's pimps in the party
Let me sip on yo body
Get a good buzz off you like you lemon Bacardi
Or a Long Island, having sex on the beach
Or in the 'Llac sunroof, let back with the tec on the seat
[Verse 8]
Got a red bone, I call her strawberry daquiri
Bring her back for me, carry packs for me
Had her suck off my faculty
Got a lil' mama named Mimi who remind me of martini
And Asti Spumante, how she move to my CD
I got a chocolate chick who deep throat
She help me shake up dope
She the complexion of Crown Royal and Coke
And they making it hard for me to decipher and think
As I get bubbly and choose, I try to figure out
[Verse 9]
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
Girl, can I sip on you? Sip on you
What's my favorite drink?
[Verse 10]
Hennessy mixed with some of that Alizé
Give me a shot of that Remy
And a whole lotta Tanqueray
Keep it coming with that cognac
Pop the Mo', let's sip on that
No, playa, put your money back
'Cause these drinks on me
[Verse 11]
Give me a bottle of the Belve
A Long Island Iced Tea
Hook me up a martini
All these drinks on me
I wanna have a Sex on the Beach
A lotta  gin and juice for me
So put away your money, G
All these drinks on me
Written by: Frederick Taylor, Twista
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