Texty: I.G. & Lil' D.P.. Tip Witcha Boy, Pt. 2.

Chorus:
Round here, we don't throw bows
My niggas in the club, high on they tippy toes
Ride them hos shakin and poppin real fast
My niggas on they tippy toes, look behind that ass
Get on ya tippy toes (8x)

Verse 1: Lil D.P.
Hey gone drop the beat, it's strictly for the hos
D.P. in the club and I'm on my tippy toes
Then I'm kinda drunk and I'm off that patron
A nigga blowin skunk so you know that I'm gone
And I ain't thrownin bows, so I ain't doin nothin wrong
Except I'm up behind this thick booty, red bone
When I'm off that lean, then I like to rock
I like the way that girl make it snap, crackle, pop
It's somethin like my birthday, so call me 50
On the dance floor doin a dance called the tippy
The tip of my toes and movin in a circle
A goofy ass nigga in here lookin like Urkel

Chorus:
Round here, we don't throw bows
My niggas in the club, high on they tippy toes
Ride them hos shakin and poppin real fast
My niggas on they tippy toes, look behind that ass
Get on ya tippy toes (8x)

Verse 2: I.G.
Fitted in Girbauds, you like the way I roll
They say it's my stroll, the way I stop and pose
I'm on my tippy toes, and I'm untouchable
Some girl put that thang back but you can drop it low
I keep on tippin, Abraham sippin
Lean in my cup, I glidin, man, I'm slippin
You can say I'm flippin
You can call me pimpin
The way that I group on the floor, stay tippin
I stay on that goody-good, shinin is my thang
So u can call me Chevrolet, the way I make a change
Yeah, it's me, man, I'm never gon stop
I'm on my tippy toes til my cameras is locked

Chorus:
Round here, we don't throw bows
My niggas in the club, high on they tippy toes
Ride them hos shakin and poppin real fast
My niggas on they tippy toes, look behind that ass
Get on ya tippy toes (16x)

(Thanks to Lil' Steve for these lyrics)