Twist My Fingaz

You shoulda seen how a nigga pulled up in the ride
In the ride, in the ride
Got two motherfuckers wanna fight me outside
Fight me outside, fight me outside
You shoulda seen how a nigga pulled up in the ride
In the ride, in the ride
Got two motherfuckers wanna fight me outside
Fight me outside, fight me outside

I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands
I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands
I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands
I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands

Why all these rap niggas wanna be bloods?
Never see 'em in the hood, only see 'em in the club
As Snaz snuck in with the snub, and I just left the block
Had the homies say I'm dumb
What's up with that shit?
Nigga, I don't fuck with that shit

I'm 'bout to pull a Suge Knight and press the issue on sight
The real bloods either check, or we on your ass
I'm with the sleeve flamed up, but I woke up in my Polos
I rock a low cutting with my socks like a cholo
I coulda got a ghost, but I went and got a low low
This copying-off you, rap niggas, is a no-no

I can hop out solo, tucked is a 4-4
I probably need three more, 'cause these niggas is emo
And see my altitude, I have an attitude
But I'm a solid ass nigga, what you niggas mad at me for?

You shoulda seen how a nigga pulled up in the ride
In the ride, in the ride
Got two motherfuckers wanna fight me outside
Fight me outside, fight me outside
You shoulda seen how a nigga pulled up in the ride
In the ride, in the ride
Got two motherfuckers wanna fight me outside
Fight me outside, fight me outside

I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands
I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands
I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands
I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands

Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance

Hold up, I really got something to say
I'm the only one who made it out the west without Dre
I'm the only one that's 'bout what he say
The only one that got hit and was walking the same day

I tried to pop first, got popped back
Got hit in the hip, couldn't pop back
Pass me y'all Buddha strap
You know we pop that, so please
Don't call me no rap nigga (why?)
'Cause I be in the spot strapped nigga

All facts, nigga, I don't wax, nigga
You put Compton, I put Bompton on the map, nigga
I heard they wanna do a background check
I got a mil in the cut, that's a background check

(Damn) And watch how they count my pockets
And get mad when I hit them with the "I ain't got it"
Gave you the game, now you think you popping
Alright, fuck y'all, I'm out, I'm out, I'm out

You shoulda seen how a nigga pulled up in the ride
In the ride, in the ride
Got two motherfuckers wanna fight me outside
Fight me outside, fight me outside
You shoulda seen how a nigga pulled up in the ride
In the ride, in the ride
Got two motherfuckers wanna fight me outside
Fight me outside, fight me outside

I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands
I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands
I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands
I just do my dance and cuff my pants
And twist my fingers with my hands

Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance
Do your dance YG, do your dance



Credits
Writer(s): Terrace Jahmal Martin, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Larrance Levar Dopson, Walter Morrison, Garry Marshall Shider, George Clinton Jr.
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