M. Lee Post - Tip Lyrics

Winin' and dinin' me on the weekend
Like a bougie ass man with lots of money to spend
Oysters, caviar you spare no expense
Butter me up
Leaving me defenseless

Now I can't help the place that my mind goes
Don't wanna jump the gun, so baby I propose
You pick up the bottle and give it a pour
I'm being honest, I'm just thinking about your

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Oh, classy as hell cause you pay in cash
Like a proper ass dandy with a handlebar stash
You never give less than 20 percent
When you do like that nothing can prevent me
Baby don't resent me, cause I'm thinking 'bout your

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Just thinking bout the tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip
Throw it down so we can dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip
Yeah I love the way you tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip

I'll break it down
So servers get paid less than minimum wage
It's like being caged on the day to day
So if you don't tip right man
You keep their plight man
No it's not right man, so do the math
Double the number move the decimal
One hundred to two then move the decimal
Tip's twenty dollars, now you're work is done
Leave the table so they can catch the next one

Now I know you're thinking what if service is bad
Less than a 15 percent will make servers sad
I'd rather you leave a solid 18 baby
It'll drive me crazy and I won't stop
No I won't stop ha ha, thinking 'bout your

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Just thinking bout the tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip
Throw it down so we can dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip
Yeah I love the way you tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip tip