Lyrics:
Woman who lived inside a shoe
Or the girl that sang by day and
By night she ate tear soup
Or the man who drank too much
And he got the brewers' droop
doesn't matter much
(Aide #1:)
She's our lady of the new world with a golden touch
(Aide #2:)
She filled a bull-ring, forty-five thousand seater
(Che:)
superstars, this ain't one of them chicks, you know
I got a key right by the brick, I got a chick, her name Christina
Know who to meet when I need a new two
told ya
Yeah, I do it real big by a coat check
With no bling-bling around my neck, yup
Redman and Sermon, with two icons
Nigga, I got a gut, fuck pythons
I'm in a two seater, in the carpool
Gold runners on, and they are new
And gettin' money, what we up to
You ain't with us, then it's fuck you
Play
Hendoe makes me scream
Thug by my lonely, just me and my hitter
I got some top in a foreign two-seater
Sittin' at top with just me and my people
I'm happily married with a house and three mistresses
Even with the beard I'm not as hairy as my sister is
Got a new Hummer, two Ferraris, and some
Yo
You ever meet someone
Where you haven't exactly met them yet, but...you feel like if you did
There's a pretty averagely decent chance
That the two
all over the city bowling the Snoop's league
I changed, a lot smarter, I got a daughter
Two sons, beautiful wife, for starters
I did it all Jack
Crash Bandicoot
They waitin' for the wrong extension, give it up, I won't salute (I won't)
Split pea, I left 'em leakin' like a can of soup
Now your
one-nine, Adair County for life
If you drop a dime or testify, boy you die
Fuck all you motherfuckers, snitches and undercovers
Goin for them, I'm going over
the paper, I look like a cheetah
They told me I wouldn't be shit, had to make them believers
I ride with my stick, I'm not alone in the two seater
I'm cruising
the bowling alley
Two blocks from the supermarket
One more block to the south
Of Dick's Automotive
Dick's Automotive
Dick's Automotive
Dick's Automotive
Im in the booth and
I dont need no pen
Two seater coupe baby
Come and jump in
Two seater coupe baby
Come and jump in
I dont even know if there's room
Niggas been gettin shot on my block
But we got to make a change and the thang is this
I keep my heater by my seater just in case y'all twist
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
on my lap in a Porsche (rrr) it's a two-seater
I went to the club, she feeling me up, so I might just fuck this chick
I got arthritis in my arms, cuz I'm
my grill
Innat 2 seater
I pick up my girl
Bathing ape bootleg
I don’t really care
I just be moving
I move by the hills (yuh)
I just be minding my
go by for yo' mans, he know he hit
Real lean, you a fool you thinkin' I drink hit (drank)
Pull up on yo' bitch i8 drop I might hit the swift
Stopped by the spot, had to serve Pooh bear
He buy one, I front him one, so I left two there
In a two seater, pull up popping 2Pac
Didn't have a safe, so I
the loot back
Now you playing for the team and the captain, that's cream
You got the dream to push a mean two-seater
With a diva riding shotgun, just
for them two that
Even something like paying for dinner's expensive
Cos they could never make the cut
And it's no wonder Eminem's
No longer made with
ballin' like testicles bowling for dollars rollin' for
hours rappers the pin strike is my friend they be took out in groups of ten
scoopin' change
I'ma be with twin in a coupe, it's a two seater, you can't sit in
It's only real deal OGE around me nigga, you can't get in
I just been stacking all
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