P-Lo - Don't Trip lyrics

[Intro] HBK, yeah you know how we play Yeah Uh,uh,uh,uh [Hook: Iamsu ] Don't trip, (Don't trip,) Don't trip, (Don't trip,) I know they hatin' ( I know they hatin') But don't trip, (But don't trip) You at the top, (You at the top) But don't slip, (But don't slip) Don't trip, (Don't trip,) Don't trip, (Don't trip,) Don't trip, (Don't trip,) Don't trip, (Don't trip,) All this money over here But don't trip, (What) You at the top, (You at the top) Don't slip, (What) Don't trip, (Don't trip,) Don't trip, (What) [Verse 1: Skipper] Closer to my dreams, I forever chasing that Goapale' If I die today, bet they makin' that sh** a holiday Circle full of bosses, just look at the way we operate School of Hard Knocks, bet I graduate with a doctorate b**hes love the Gang Got that Heartbreak all on their license plate And honestly, I been had the talent, yall n***as kinda late Umpire n***as, stay talkin' sh** from behind the plate But trust, it never phased me, I'm focused on bigger moves to make Removed the fake from round me, now I'm rockin' with the realest n***as HBK the gang and imma a rep the sh** until I'm finished Blow a couple bands up at the mall just cause a n***a winnin' Plotted on this sh** from the beginnin' Now I'm hurtin' feelings Said this sh** before and now its lookin' like you n***as get it Beatin' down your block, my windows up, but they ain't never tinted Say you gettin' money, but your j**els are fake and cars are rented All up in your girl mouth like a f**ing dentist [Hook] [Verse 2: P-Lo & Iamsu ] [P-Lo] Money over here, no Money over there Your b**h gimme head in her underwear Made couple stacks, blew it all today,(blew it all today) Told you b**hes up, yeah I called to play [Iamsu] Ridin' round town blowin on that strong b**hes choosin up cause my money long I don't love them hoes, I give 'em no time Gotta bad b**h, playin' both sides, (both sides) Stop talkin' 'bout yoself cause your man soft Get a cup, buy some bottles, get your dance on Gotta, lot of people open, that will fall off Checkin',measure label meanings at the Waldorf DJ, in my blue shorts, ballin, walla ballin' And my skater fallin' off, never thought about it And this Pink dolphin, maybe, then I probably got it With a Jamerson, turnt into a alcoholic [Hook]