Lyrics Twin (Mmm) - Cayan

Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Juvenile, Rodeo, slow mo
Bet they know though
Shawty Lo Lo
Got her screaming like Fabo, oh oh
I don't tell her "no, no"
Ima tell her "si, si"
Coco, hit the gogo in the GG
Ono, Yoko
Lennon sheets, Beatles
Kegels, 7 jeans, Energie's and Diesel
Ima take it up to the max like Keeble
Pussy wet and it's waxed like a speedboat
I'm getting neck while I'm smacked like a ski boat
Like my wizzes black, no emo
I wanna see you rotate, rotunda
I wanna C you OK, no Thunder
I wanna see a showcase where you in unders'
I wanna beat it cold case, no tundra
Wait
Hold up, wait, make me wonder
CAY, from the CAPS, save my number
5s, 10s, 20s, 50s, Ima save the hundas
She keep a damn .22, No Jumper
Aye
Fuck her while she heated
Front car seat it
Feeling temperpedic
Pussy spilling like a secret, Ima keep it
And I never got to trick the way I treat it
His and hers diamond earrings gonna blur it all
I need roadside baby, gimme service call
I ain't trying to tell you lies like you heard it all
Just trying to pull her skirt up off before we skurt on off

Twinny twin
Twinny twin twin, yeah, yeah, ah
If your friends tens
I'll bring my men, yeah, yeah, ah
She moaning like M-M-M, yeah, yeah, ah
Spinning bends at the MGM, yeah yeah, ah
Roll the dice, buy you shit you like
And you love it
Pull up on you off the late night, no public
Bussing down on my main bitch, no budget
Ima keep it clean when I cut it

Baby roller coaster ride it
Water park chocha, I slide in
No dryness, I don't want sinus
Snotty nosed hoes and they only wear designers
Don't do old hoes, I don't even get reminded
Rose gold, blue and green notes like violets
I want your virus, baby I'm high risk
Fuck an OnlyFans, we gonna put it on the Live bitch
Don't gotta take it off, pull it to the with it
I'm on a bean, she on the Molly, no Cyrus
Midlife, Ima put her in a crisis
Fuck her on the hip, on the side, like a sidekick
Ex nigga stalk your page and he don't like it
I can sample size it if niggas want to try shit
Touch screen phone, I don't need a fucking stylist
Show you how to bone bad bitches, come and bite this

Twinny twin
Twinny twin twin, yeah, yeah, ah
If your friends tens
I'll bring my men, yeah, yeah, ah
She moaning like M-M-M, yeah, yeah, ah
Spinning bends at the MGM, yeah yeah, ah
Roll the dice, buy you shit you like
And you love it
Pull up on you off the late night, no public
Bussing down on my main bitch, no budget
Ima keep it clean when I cut it

Told you I would make you my girl
I was right, welcome into my world
Couple bites, cut the lights
Take it off, something slight
If you need me then just hit me, Ima pull up for the night
Tell me that you miss me, Ima pull them to the side
Oh you like to ride? We can do that while I drive
Any given night, Ima eat it til you cry
Sex so hot, it'll burn you alive
Baby, you know not to hit me when I'm thugging
Lay back, hit the streets, watch me cut it
Put my hand on her legs while I'm jugging
Ima keep it clean, we in public
Got your name all in my head, yeah, yeah
Pussy so good, make me beg, yeah, yeah
Fuck your brains out, that's my thing, yeah, yeah
Ima have you take my last name, yeah, yeah