Lyrics:
homegirl G
See, vee like the mix and vee like the twist of em
Face, you can hit it first and then we can switch
It ain't no fun if my homey can't twist
like
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
Like god damn
Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything
placed
Nobody’s saying you can’t, except you put on the heavy weight
Around your neck like fingertips, around a bottle cap
When we twist, it resist before
a ugly picture, gangsta A-R-T
In a SRT with a H-O-E
In a AUG (three letter), CMG
Day's been cold, just like my wrist
(Hello, this is a pre-paid
Twenty-three, twenty-three, yeah, twenty-three (shot)
I got shooters and they're with me and they never
Miss
Twenty-three, twenty-three, yeah,
don't know who's who
All the big bros are telling me chill
Cah the UK Migos soon break through
Don't get it twist tho, load that broom
And circle for
to sing when I was three
And here you are, near the stars
Take 'em all and give them to me
I wanna set you free, and let you see
You're my wonderboy
I
dead and I'm gone in 3, 2, 1
Dead, it’s gone in 3, 2, 1
Your battles are fought but they're never won
Someone comes along and 3, 2, 1
You've lost
give me a break (bitch, give me a break)
Most likely to succeed, most likely twist my weed (yeah, yeah)
Most likely took your money doin' somethin' I
on fleek when she wine and twist
Nah
(AND SHE TURN ON FLEEK WHEN SHE
WINE AND TWIST NAH )
Put it donw pon me like wata run pon me
Mi see the devil in ur eyes
Har en shooter by my right
Ifall du vill göra wrong
Flowet är illest
Backwood jag bill it
Inget är billigt
Twist N Turn
Sen jag Turn N Twist
baby?
Chorus 3:
Aaliyah + (Timbaland) + [Nas]
You won't see me tonight (uh-huh)
You won't see me tomorrow (Say what?)
I'll be gone by daylight
[Nas] + (Timbaland)
(What?) Ever been in love? (C'mon)
Yeah.. are you ready? (uhh) For somethin real?
(Say what?) Cause it can't be fake
This
Then it avoids an awful lot of mess
It's murder by numbers, one, two, three
It's as easy to learn as your ABC's
It's murder by numbers, one, two,
Then it avoids an awful lot of mess
It's murder by numbers, one, two, three
It's as easy to learn as your ABC's
It's murder by numbers, one, two,
through rocks,
A testament to resilience that unlocks.
With each twist and turn, it finds its way,
Guided by the light of the new day.
(Chorus)
Oh,
was there, it had a twist
I brought G I Joes into the mix
She is just one year younger than me
Part of the reason we are such a good team
Her birthday
like a bad man I said come get me
Known to ball
I said I got it all
More writing on my body than a bathroom stall
Getting cash by the fist full
Lemme 3sixty
My lifestyle
Lemme 3sixty
My leave
Lemme 3sixty
The hype now
It can 3sixty
To me
Lemme 3sixty
The type now
She gone 3sixty
For me
(Prohoezak Music)
Every time I twist one up
You always need to come right on by (come right on by, yeah)
You ain't never got no money
But you
You know how Mac play, quiet town, tie it down
I supply it now, by the pound
Might front you a Q if you buy a pound
If you didn't try it then, why
me, m3de3r Mabr3 mu ey
Otanfo 3ny3 nyame nti, m3 y3 nshiraba ey
I don't care yeah care yeah yeah yeah
I don't care what you fuckin' say yeah yeah yeah
the boom boom, to the beat
It goes Zoom Zoom, Mazda 3
Don’t know whom but it ain’t me
I can see, from afar
Can you be, who you are
Yeah I mean, Just raw
Blue
know what I meant by that
When you wanna make it out there's a string attached
Be the detective, be the new standard
Bring three G's if you wanna match
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