Lyrics Tweedle Dum Dee Dum - Xavier

It's X Bitch
Haha

We twenty two deep
The crew's geeked out on loose leaf
Green packed in the bowl Dupre
Ass so fat and juicy the booty
Could grind my banana whole smoothie
Never know what X just might do
If he likes you, we slide through to my crib swipe you
I love the pussy cream in ya pie boo
If them thighs tight and wide then I might Wife You
Ooh lala, Ooh Mama
You swallow? Who Dada? You Nana
Rewind it for me baby
Damn, watch ya whip it, slip a dolla bill in
Finessing with a Villain you might flip it to a fifty
I got Fireball, Hydro's, Molly, couple bottle Tylenol
Put my Prime Cut in yo fine butt
Daddy know you like it Raw
Booty clapping like a wind up doll
Choking on the Salami, looking like I'll do the Heimlich on her
Say you got that floppy disk, putting up that Firewall
She looking for a bigger man, not yo fucking Microsoft

She wan she wan the Jon
Punan' tsunami storm
Taunt me blondie gon'
Spark the bonfire
Split them legs like its Humpty Dumpty Dum
Dum dee Dum
Tweedle Dum dee Dum

I'm Fuego Volcano
Got 8 Ho's all Cacao making Pesos
On pesos doing yayo with a bitch that look like Jay-Lo
In Barbados, my juevos on her nasal
No puedo, ain't able to handle that deep throat ayo

You know man, that's just, that's just how it really be, ya know what I'm saying?
I mean, I, I really don't give half, not, or even a full fuck what you're talking about
Just give me another six pack, c'mon

Doing Titty shots off the waitress Captain Morgan and nips
Got these bitches going loopy cause I'm Gorgeous as shit
When I drop the motto she gon' gorge on my stick
Whoops that's a Freudian slip, like Morty and Rick
Gon drink it up, until the brain corrupt
I let it rain with the change from the bank account
If it ripples it'll earn her a little payment for
Her car and apartment, her cocaine and drugs
From Compton to Moscow
Blonde chicks to Israeli women
Get shots now if caught with they top down
Da-ding da-ding
Doing stranger things
Freaks of the week, cha-ching, cha-ching
I won the slot machines
Got Lottery Reese's Chocolate pieces
Partying in Pharmacies
Like Charlie Sheen
You missed it, nip slip, let us be realistic
Ain't a Musinex if you is nosey who I texting
Maybe that's yo best friend
Invite her for a visit
4K Camera phone, we gon make a chick flick

Pack a little herb in the side of the Buddha
Juke jam to Chance really got her in the mood to
Strip tease the ruler, no need for moola
Sparks flying, rev the engine lubing up the vulva
Booyah

I'm Fuego Volcano
Got 8 Ho's all Cacao making Pesos
On pesos doing yayo with a bitch that look like Jay-Lo
In Barbados, my juevos on her nasal
No puedo, ain't able to handle that deep throat ayo