Lyrics:
know all you wanna do is have fun (have fun)
I put my heart inside your pocket, you can't break it (woo)
I told you I love you to death, never dissed
pistol
Down on they brain
Nigga fuck it, quit it before you get put on your back with a pistol - down
On your brain
Recognize the Ying Yang Twins (in
From father to son from son to father
My light the one they called him Alder
Mann for short a twin to me
He called him up it's r.i.p
From father
(Big Twins shouting out)
Queensbridge nigga, what up, what up
Run this shit man
Big Twins
I come from a place they love static
And little kids
humphrey (drums)
Chester thompson (drums)
Debbie (background vocals)
Lynn (background vocals)
Robert camarena (background vocals)
Cheepnis.
Let me tell you
Niggas like to front like to talk shit
I been laying low stacking up on my boss shit
TD runner back Santana Moss shit
Lil nigga copped a stick
Ain't
text em
Only if you send them a blessing
Ain’t talking achoo
Nigga bless em
Call a nigga Scorpion
Got the twin Smith and Wesson’s
Got the twin Smith
Like, said I’m trynna get on some different shit
Laid back but savvy he wit the shits (Fasho)
Trynna stay low and invest in them Benjamin’s (BENJI)
love my music
Cause I've been through it
What you know about pain
Ever since you left I never been the same
I thought I was your twin flame
But it's
mind
In your ass get it wrong, you gonna meet by nine! (Now)
I remember when that nigga D-roc’s mama used to be candy lady
That nigga had to go come
and walked back to the house to eat
And mama hollered out the back door, y'all, remember to wipe your feet
And then she said, I got some news this mornin'
Dillon Thompson Productions
Loof, loof, loof, right
Boots by the table, chop on the mattress
Clip on the dresser, conscious in the casket
100 in
(Whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, look killa, ay)
(Look killa, ay)
(Look killa)
I come in when they waking up
My twin sliding by, he'll take your money
All
these risks and get this money
So we can survive (survival)
Yeah, they love that I'm up (love that I'm up)
Back then they didn't give a fuck (nah)
Gets
bitch and she said I'm him
(Oh, yeah)
Don't call me twin
I got twin guns look how they hit
I'm with your bitch right now
She give me lip then I dip
Catch
love
Time to grind
Take a bump
From a bag
Of the dust
Twin tens
In the trunk
Turn down four
Take it back
Run it up
Rev the engine
Pop the clutch
Live
one's for
The youngest female to lead a clan army
Your whole LAN party owned by Annarchy
The rainbow and pony case mod stand
Hail to the champ of the 1000
owned by the same people who divide your homes
So no I don't trust, no I don't trust, they still want to see us on the back of that bus
Tap dance or you
and walked back to the house to eat
And mama hollered out the back door, y'all, remember to wipe your feet
And then she said, "I got some news this mornin'
Double Up
Women don't stop when I walk up in the club
See your girl with her girl and try to get a group hug
Get 'em to the hotel get some group love
feel
I see you in the hood, then ya fam from 'til then
Slid through the back of the buildin', heat concealed in
Stare to your place
Rae bomb
from being one
Glizzy put you to rest just like my indica
Feel the peaceful warmth in your chest, lil' bitch
Now I'm back, part of the blind love
anyone quit quite like you do
Twin bruises on my shins
From where I kicked the back of the seat in
They meant what I went through for you
But now
on your chest nigga speak your mind
In your ass get it wrong, you gonna meet by nine, nah
I remember when that nigga D-roc?s mama used to be candy lady
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