paroles de chanson Two Twins - B Shiesty

We gon go to the back of the house and we enter we X'ing you out
This bitch freaky as hell she gon open it up to put X in her mouth
Bitch, I said I'm the best, I don't know what they bout
Make a cold ass song with a sick ass stomach
I don't fuck with my mic, I'ma keep it a hunnid
But I'ma eager to win so, we still gon' run it

Mac and cheese, lemon squeeze
We don't fuck with opps, we make them bleed
I'm out with this bop bitch, she gon' get on her knees
A nigga don't fuck with cops I be making them bleed
If a nigga had all of the power in the world
I would walk off fast with your motherfuckin' girl
But I let a nigga chill, cause I don't want no beef
If you can get in my face, you get hit with this heat

Two twin, thot girls, they be in a circle
I don't mean to call them thots, but they fuckin' doin' hurdles
She got her card thrown like Squirtle
I told her keep shakin' it, baby, get up
She don't wanna get back on the dick, she gave up
I was killin' these niggas, my pistol was tucked

We got out to her crib and she didn't wanna fuck
Okay, that's cool, better get in this car
We gon' get in some shit, we gon' go out far
If she talk to my bro, she get rocked like guitar
I ain't gon' lie, that's some cold-ass shit
I was just in this bitch with some ice on my ear
I ain't jumping at that bitch, I ran out of fear
With the whole damn gang we gon' hop in a LEER
Bring a lot of that pain, I be makin' them mad
Give a fuck about a hater you niggas is trash
I'ma see that bit later, she makin' me mad
I'ma feel like the Lakers, I play for the cash

Badass hoe from New York, wanna do Milly Rock
And a dude from the Bronx, he invest in a chop
Got a few damn hats, he gon' call it a mop
He might color it yellow and name that bit Pops
If I'm in this bitch no the game, don't stop
I can handle the rain, no, I ain't no bot
This shit gettin' electric like her love
Why you open the pack and you ran out of drugs
He not out in the states, he don't know any plugs
When I'm out of the Scat, I get scared of the mud
I'll be washing the car every time it get dirty
I get down with the bitches, they callin' me flirty
Aye bitch open your mouth, eat a Oreo Flurry
I'ma bust too quick, baby, I'm in a hurry
In the back of her throat she was letting me stir it
She got me thinkin' about that shit, man
About that shit, dawg, call me the money frog
Because a nigga gon' jump and get straight to the money
That boy stupid as hell bit, he fell for a dummy
When the real time come, he just might get shot
He the type of lil' nigga, get through to the cops
You can call that boy bait
I'm the type of young nigga go swerve in the Wraith
She a type of young hoe, put the dick in her face
I don't want that hoe, I like fees, that's great
He a dangerous nigga, his key was shank
I lowkey fuck with my life the keyboard the bank

Two twin, thot girls, they be in a circle
I don't mean to call them thots, but they fukin' doin' hurdles
She got her card thrown like Squirtle
I told her keep shakin' it, baby, get up
She don't wanna get back on the dick, she gave up
I was killin' these niggas, my pistol was tucked
Two twin, thot girls, they be in a circle
I don't mean to call them thots, but they fukin' doin' hurdles
She got her card thrown like Squirtle
I told her keep shakin' it, baby, get up
She don't wanna get back on the dick, she gave up
I was killin' these niggas, my pistol was tucked