"Tell Me What You're Sippin' On" lyrics - BRITNEY SPEARS

BRITNEY SPEARS

"Tell Me What You're Sippin' On"

This is AC,
With Britney (Yeah)
We're going out tonight baby,
(This is a hot one, baby)
Yeah

Hey yo, let me do my thing
With a New York verse
AC will make it hot
Girl, remove your shirt
I got my eyes closed
You can do your dirt (go ahead)
By the way, do you still got that schoolgirl skirt?
(Uh-huh)
Like the cops Imma watch her watch me
Shot with a chaser like the paparazzi
It's crazy, she's still on the top of the biz
I'm with Brit, while K-fed watch the kids

(Britney)

He was kinda like a summer fling
Hot and heavy through the April rain
May and June he was atfer me
By July it was getting hypnotic
So he kinda started being my babe
I don't really wanna say his name
All I know is I liked his drink
All my girls say 'ooh' is you feel me

I saw you there
I can't get you out my sight, boy
Better go and get another drink
'Cause you ain't getting none of mine, no

(Right to the left to the break of dawn
It don't stop till the early mornin')
Ooh...
Tell me what you're sippin' on
Baby, baby, baby, yeah
(Right to the left to the break of dawn
It don't stop till the early mornin')
Ooh...
Tell me what you're sippin' on
Baby, baby, baby, yeah

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 you

I saw you there
I can't get you out of my mind, boy
Better go and get another drink
All my girls say 'ooh, ooh, ooh'

I can't ignore it boy I feel like I'm yours
(Yeah, feel like I'm yours)
The way you look at me I just can't say no
(Just can't say no, just can't say no)
So we shuld hook up, who knows where we will go
'Cause baby when I'm with you, I
I feel I'm losing control

Oh boy you hit the spot
So baby please don't stop
Do you like my lemon drop?
Just taste it baby (Yeah, yeah)
You make me feel so hot
Summertime love is all we've got
Here we are lets take a shot
(Just taste it baby)
(This is AC, yeah)

(AC)

All the tabloids tell me how you is a handful
Toxic, try to make you an example
But me? I'm just trynna have your shoes in the airport
'Cause all the stress got me losing my hair, too
Lets release, get live on the track
Got my baby and the wheel, she can ride on my lap
Put that one finger up, mami, guzzle some more
Tell them the only issues you got is the covers you on, uh
One more drink, make the summer the bomb
Order a shot, bartender gave one on her arm, and
All you rappers better recognize the best
'Cause AC 'bout to blow like a breathalyzer test, yes

(Britney)

Soul clap
(Soul clap, come on)

Oh baby, that's so clap
(Soul clap, so clap, come on)

[Repeat to fade]