Lyrics Don't Stop the Train - Twisted Insane

I was hittin′ Swishers in my low-low (low-low)
We would go front-back, side-to-side (side-to side)
And you were in my ride, but now you're gone (now you′re gone)
We would go front-back, side-to-side (side-to-side)
And you were in my ride, but now you're gone (now you're gone)

Buy two, light-skin, but the ass for days
Pop bottle after bottle with the golden "[?]"
Suck my dick and then cook me steak
I would eat this shit up so good, have to work
Remember all the muthafuckin stains on the shit
Some nut, some blood from the way that a nigga be
Tickle yo feet with the knife,
She coulda been my wife,
But I married the O.E. instead, life is life, with...

O.E. on the yacht
And I got the low-low cracked
So Imma hit mo′ Swishers
She got freaks all around
And that one ho run around
So Imma hit mo′ bitches
One ho don't stop the train

Drop-top, Cadillacs with the diamond grill
Big rocks on my neck and the shit is real
Or I could pull up in the dusty Capris
Any which way it went, it didn′t matter, she was coming with me
Is she down?
Nigga, check the tag
Brainsick, both arms, left and right, yeah, the shit was matched
But she couldn't stay off her back
Lettin′ any [blaine, weenie?] 'round town come through for swackin′
That nigga, what?! Is you absurd?!
Wanna be beat, makin' fuckin'
Gangsta rap reject, bitch you know who I am?
I′m Twisted Insane, the Culligan man
And the twenty for monsters to brew up in yo can, got two on geek
Just couldn′t say "no", the resistance was weak
Tickle yo feet with the knife,
She coulda been that wife,
But I married the O.E. instead, life is life
And that's... real

That′s what I've come to find out at least, homie
Ya know what I mean?
You never gon′ find that one, nigga
You may think you had that, nigga, but you don't, nigga
Ya know what I′m sayin'?
Fuck em all, nigga (fuck 'em all nigga)
Literally
Ya understand what I′m sayin′?
With...

O.E. on the yacht
And I got the low-low cracked
So Imma hit mo' Swishers
She got freaks all around (freaks all around)
And that one ho run around
So Imma hit mo′ bitches
One ho don't stop the train

40 ounce bottles, just to ease the pain
O.E., weed, shroom, I don′t fuck with caine
On a yacht, with a bitch, gettin' super brain
This big ol′ horse dick make her think I'm super man
Yeah, she big, but she ain't the same
Hundred and fifty dolla′s say that bitch don′t know my real name
And she'll neva′ eva' be my wife
I married the O.E. instead, nigga, life is life, with...

O.E. on the yacht
And I got the low-low cracked
So Imma hit mo′ Swishers
She got freaks all around
And that one ho run around
So Imma hit mo' bitches
One ho don′t stop the train

Keep it movin', nigga
Keep it movin', homie
Fuck em all, nigga
Ya know what I′m sayin′?
Me and myself, nigga, I married the O.E.
Bottles, nigga, I'm married to the O.E., nigga
And the weed
Heh... I keep myself pushin′
Brainsick!