Songtexte ALABAMA / "DIRTY TWERK" - Tuesday , Tangent

I'm with your bitch she got the dicks extendo thirty clips
Pull up to the party ay you know we bout some scripting shit
Drank and the perkies got me feeling i'm fuckin lit
Paid 5000 for the fit and this shit ain't even fit
You need to stop capping
You not bout no action
When I saw you down on 17th I ran you for your jacket
We gone lock poles
Long nose like Squidward
I'll dumb it down for your mans cause he can't read big words
If you want static then we hit you where we know it hurts
Run up in your trap, tie you up, takin all your work
If I hear you snitchin' we gone make this glock dirty twerk
Let your gang down, be napping in the fuckin dirt

Touchdown at the airport and i'm tryna get some bags
International business yeah that got me feeling lagged
Get that pussy shit away from me if you really ain't about it
All talk say you gone do some shit but i doubt it
You don't really want the smoke yeah i heard that you got athsma
If i catch you on the block we gone shoot you panorama uh
Come for your neck ima come for your family
Come for your mama ima come for your gramma
Come for your cousin ima fuck em alabama
Come for your neck ima come for your family
Come for your mama ima come for your gramma
Come for your cousin ima fuck em alabama