paroles de chanson Two More (feat. QTK & B.G.P.) - Wrecc-a-Nize
Tell
em
bustas
I
need
two
more
bitches
Two
more
Swishas,
tell
em
two
more
cups
And
two
more
bands,
to
make
em
dance
Bust
it
open
gotta
make
it
bounce
Gotta
get
ya
cash,
we
100
Keep
it
hood
rich,
gotta
act
a
ass
Go
and
tell
em
I
need
Two
more
bitches
Two
more
Swishas,
tell
em
two
more
cups
And
two
more
bands,
to
make
em
dance
Bust
it
open
gotta
make
it
bounce
Gotta
get
ya
cash,
we
100
Keep
it
hood
rich,
gotta
act
a
ass
Go
and
tell
em,
tell
em
I
get
my
weight
up
Like
a
sumo
Cop
the
coup
That's
two
door
With
a
bad
bitch
But
I
new
two
more
Blueprint
for
the
blue
notes
Had
to
plan
it
(Planet)
out
like
Pluto
Baby
I
stay
dirty
I
be
riding
with
that
you
know
Money
on
fantastic
Stretch
it
like
elastic
Ima
die
in
peace
See
me
smiling
in
my
casket
Shit
is
getting
drastic
But
they
know
I
got
that
magic
We
came
a
long
way
From
kick
doors
and
car
jacking
We
did
it
for
the
trill
But
it
helped
us
to
survive
Put
my
mind
on
a
mill
Put
the
bullshit
to
the
side
Only
person
I
trust
is
my
brother
He
keep
it
live
But
at
the
end
of
the
day
I
got
some
real
ones
by
my
side
Let's
go
Two
more
bitches
Two
more
Swishas,
tell
em
two
more
cups
And
two
more
bands,
to
make
em
dance
Bust
it
open
gotta
make
it
bounce
Gotta
get
ya
cash,
we
100
Keep
it
hood
rich,
gotta
act
a
ass
Go
and
tell
em,
tell
em,
tell
em
Quett
The
Killa
in
the
place
to
be
Keep
a
queen
B
next
to
me
And
we
rolling
like
ecstasy
Stay
getting
to
the
bag
On
my
Nipsey
bout
to
run
me
a
legacy
It's
a
marathon,
I
lace
a
bomb
And
blow
at
the
break
of
dawn
I
sit
and
yawn
and
oh
Ima
beast
of
bonds
You
niggas
pawn
for
sure
Always
getting
to
mines
You
falling
behind
Built
my
drive
up
with
dedication
Its
missing
in
this
generation
You
young-ins
need
meditation
Before
I
go
dumb
and
start
Dumping
on
your
mother
fucking
fabrications
You
shit
stains
need
to
find
a
purpose
Washed
up
with
some
salty
detergent
I
bubble
up
on
the
surface
The
best
of
the
best
need
heat
To
be
dope
Ima
fucking
furnace
yeah
Put
your
cups
up,
get
fucked
up
Two
back
to
back
now
pick
your
nuts
up
100
racks
make
it
rain
we
don't
give
a
fuck
100
straps
in
your
face
like
nigga
what
You
got
her
digits
but
its
disconnected
Like
a
bitch
that
don't
want
you,
you
get
neglected
Get,
give
respect
before
I
cause
a
scene
A
nigga
too
ill
I
need
quarantine
yeah
Two
more
bitches
Two
more
Swishas,
tell
em
two
more
cups
And
two
more
bands,
to
make
em
dance
Bust
it
open
gotta
make
it
bounce
Gotta
get
ya
cash,
we
100
Keep
it
hood
rich,
gotta
act
a
ass
Go
and
tell
em
I
need
Two
more
cups
till
I
pass
out
Don't
follow
me
I'm
on
a
bad
route
She
gone
poke
her
ass
out
Cash
out
Dirty
talk
with
yo
bad
mouth
I
wanna
thick
Latina
Fat
ass
just
like
Selena
Yo
boy
Mexican
then
a
mother
fucker
When
I
drink
I
put
on
Beto
Quintanilla
I
smoke
two
blunt
when
I
wake
up
I
smoke
two
blunts
when
I
sleep
And
in
between
I'm
smoking
two
blunts
After
two
blunt
on
repeat
If
I'm
not
smoking
on
two
blunts
I'm
rolling
two
swisha
sweets
Cuz
there's
two
swishas
in
one
pack
One
for
you
and
one
for
me
Money
in
a
ziplock,
tictoc
In
a
flick
of
a
wrist
watch
Bitch
watch
Evolution
of
hip
hop
This
block
is
Tupac
With
two
Glocks,
it's
too
hot
For
two
cops
Back
up
or
call
for
back
up
We
taking
over
get
your
racks
up
No
way
I'll
let
this
money
pass
up
Tetris
with
patience
we
gone
stack
up
Two
more
bitches
Two
more
Swishas,
tell
em
two
more
cups
And
two
more
bands,
to
make
em
dance
Bust
it
open
gotta
make
it
bounce
Gotta
get
ya
cash,
we
100
Keep
it
hood
rich,
gotta
act
a
ass
Go
and
tell
em
I
need
Two
more
bitches
Two
more
Swishas,
tell
em
two
more
cups
And
two
more
bands,
to
make
em
dance
Bust
it
open
gotta
make
it
bounce
Gotta
get
ya
cash,
we
100
Keep
it
hood
rich,
gotta
act
a
ass
Go
and
tell
em,
tell
em
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