Lyrics:
Twin Towers
Nico Yessman on the hook
We had to run it up
Run it up run it up run it up run it
Run it up run it up run it up run it
Run it up run it
Cut up, What’s up
Cut up, What’s up
Cut up, What’s up
Cut up
Fuck a nigga on this liquor out my brain in this bitch
In the section lit smoking Mary
She fuckin on me while I fuck up the bands
Fucking on me while I fuck up the bands
Fucking on me while I fuck up the bands
Fuxk it up fuck it up fuck
dancing and holding a vibe
Keep it rocking now don't stop
Pull it up and teck it from top
Even though things may set a way
Music is out get away
Is
won’t call it luck
Play to win so we run it up
No second place no runner ups
You satisfied I can’t be stuck
Yuck, like the diagnosis
They need the potion
the nigga trying to play the gang
Homie rest
Used to wake up broke like everyday that shit was sickening
Almost got expelled back at school with no evidence
I
God Bless
It's going up
Sweet Dreams, God Bless
It's going up
Sweet Dreams, God Bless
It's going up
Sweet Dreams, God Bless
It's going up
Up, up, up
u a follow just wine
Kingston big up yuh chest, we a di best Its a jiggle jiggle bop bop
Disya one a play far and near, bruk out when yuh hear jiggle
Hey-hey-hey you and me keep on dancing in the dark
It's been tearing me apart, never knowing what we are
Hey-hey-hey you and me keep on tryna play
and shoving
Sometimes it comes to nothing
Sometimes it's more than a mere mortal man can take
I'm up for it
I'm up for it
I'm up for it
I'm up for
to play the block all night til' the sun came up
Everybody got they gun game up
In the middle of the summer
Middle of the summer
Middle of the summer
to play the block all night til' the sun came up
Everybody got they gun game up
In the middle of the summer
Middle of the summer
Middle of the summer
fans (football)
They sleep again (they sleep)
We wake 'em up (wake up)
The champs is in (champion)
We walk backends (backends)
Wipe my sins (wipe,
wear it on our necks just so we can light up the stage
Yo, welcome to the new world, new beginnin'
A new way to play, a new way a livin'
Cash is
tryna play me like a fool
I play it off like it's cool
What the hell I'm 'posed to do?
Fuckin' with these thotties mix your mind frame up (yeah)
your picture deh inna the Cobra billfold
Play the hot girl role well!
Gyal come a flip up, and a push up
And a diss up but gyal, you a the wife
And you
Nigga stay up get ya cake up we gone make it aight (Vibe with me vibe with me huh)
You a player this a game cuh we gone play it all night (Vibe with me
playing in the streets I'm waist deep
(Trap)
Put em in the dirt
Yup 8 feet
(Glllaaaah)
Pussy ass niggas wanna play with me
(Why)
All white T-shirt is where
Jack gave me that Antidote, juiced up
Cantaloupe pulled out the Lambo
I'm strapped like commando
Play her like a banjo, trap out the bando
Is you
You need to sh-shut the fuck up
Wha wha, Yea, yea
What, what, Beatminerz baby
Jean Grae, AB emcee, stay out
Yea take that, shut da fuck up
next door can sing
Kicking up the cones and
Rolling up the stones
Kicking up the stones and
Rolling up the cones
The band plays country, cool and sweet
You ready to tongue kiss with the blue fo'fo'?
What's up fuck nigga say somethin
Set your crime, we ready to spray somethin
Gun play, how I got
Pérignon, mmm
Eardrummers
Mike WiLL Made-It
On the come up
On the come up
Sun up
Bunch a young niggas on the come up
Come up
Run up
All my
from the same city as stunna man
I know how to make a play
I'm trying to make shit move
Like the lease up
Run a route, Put my feet up
Thug but I'm Bonita
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