From the 30 Sippin' mud for the pain now I can't stop On the road I'm moving slow, my domain's hot Hit the curb, spilt drink on my plain top Hella dirty I keep pourin' till the pain stops Hide my eyes behind the shades when I'm rollin' Getting twisted, I be up until the morning A little taste of novacane I'm feeling nothing Feeling like I'm Frank now I got just what I wanted Feeling wavy and this shawty moving like me It got messy when she pulled up right beside me Think it's tie dye with this lean all on my white tee Straight out the pot like we serving up some high tea We came to party got the spot getting hyphy Easy as it look but they can't do it like me I prefer the brown you know we don't take it lightly Only on the rocks, big blocks, feeling icy Singing like I'm Frank yeah Sippin' on this drink yeah Tell me what you think yeah Still goin strong, I don't know how Drink in my hand and we smoking by the pound I just poured another cup, only a fair amount Know you wanna sip a little somethin' right now Know you wanna sip of this drink in my cup She can get a taste, shawty might just fall in love Living for the weekend it go down on a Thursday We the ones that got the spot jumpin' in the first place I don't know what you been told When am I ever wrong Take your time Sippin' slow - oh Get you right, it's all I know Singing like I'm Frank yeah Sippin' on this drink yeah Tell me what you think yeah