Текст песни Two Much (feat. Soto) - Deecon

Let the workers do the work up on my feet We the ones that get the money, you can't
Teach us We the ones that make it happen, they the region
We the ones that's in the field, they in the bleach If you're thinking bout the top, then
You can meet us We the ones that's standing up, they cannot

See us We ain't talking bout the second, no repeat
Us Go stand your ass up in the back cause we
The leaders We move the bits up on the track and you the
Tweeters I would never be distracted by the skis

I just play it to the sack cause I don't need it
I send your shorty back home, she a eater Don't have to tell another phone, hit the beeper
Catch me on a plane or a two seater I'm a deacon, motherfuckers not the preacher
Word upon a spoon, I bet y'all could teach it Ain't no more about the bread, I'm a creature

You are just a pack worker, I'm the feature It's a back up on your head up and I see ya
It's a deadline for the bread, I'm a beater It's getting cold outside, I'm the heater
I'd say, where the money at, I'm fucking up the rear
Cold winter on the north side, it's gonna be a cold winter

On the south side, it's bout to be a cold winter
On the east side, it's gonna be a cold winter On the west side, it's gonna be a cold winter
I'd say, cold winter, not the north side It's gonna be a cold winter, on the south side
It's gonna be a cold winter, on the east side It's gonna be a cold winter, on the west side

The beast just ate, but it never gets full Satan is the matador, dumb niggas is the fool
Dancing with the gift horse, your cloth better be wool
Picking cotton for 40 acres, spin the tail on the mule
Most you donkeys do anything for the money But they jacking your ass, and placing chitlins in your tummy

Most you niggas didn't work, that's why you whipping in the four
Exchange pants for a skirt, and play with evil when you bored
But now it's winter time, razor blade, trigger fingers, haters get in line
Deacons cutting up, why won't they just let a nigga shine

Outline your whole body up in chalk, like a true barber
I see it that y'all do it, but the shit I do is much harder
I cook well, and I never stepped on it, it's curry from Medellin
Now let's put a real chef on it, three points

I'm Iron Man, and I'm Captain of America
I'll take a Thor and Hawkeye with his Berenger
Turn green and leave heads on the pillow
Rush him off to the pittle, tell his bitch she a widow

Caught him peeping in my window, so I just let the shades down
We are all blind from time to time, growing up in Chi-town
Study to prove, and I thought I was enough
And then tell her magic shit I got to touch

I guess I'm
I take my time, I never saw a reason to rush
I am five of a kind, I guess I'm a royal flush
They say I'm

Ten thousand hours in the gym, I'm a pro
I am jacking for that spot y'all claim, so now you know
I got my queen with me, feeling like a king
I been acing everything

My jump shot straight, I'm triple threatened when I dribble
So if it's any question marks, I'm the joker with the riddles
The deuces are wild and raw, shoot him if he fiddles
Swish

Unh, unh, unh, I say unh, unh, unh, I say unh, unh, unh, I say
Usually I'm Dolo, but came back with Soto
I can't touch his sister, I am no Manolo
For him I scar your face, and send your mama photos

They say I'm
Unh, unh, unh, I say unh, unh, unh, I say unh, unh, unh, I say
Study to prove when I thought I was enough
And then tell her magic shit I got to touch

I guess I'm
I take my time, I never saw a reason to rush
I am five of a kind, I guess I'm a royal flush
They say I'm

I say
I say.