Double Team
I need a double team
Just popped a double bean
Racks in my fuckin' jeans
Next to the fuckin' steam
I give 'em what they need
Can't treat a hoe like a queen
Her friend gone fuck with me
So they get together & double team
I don't do pictures but let's do a flick
Hit from the back, lick yo friend that's sick
They go both ways, they both get some dick
Spray the lil bitch got it stuck like some Spritz
Don't even talk to me, yall gotta kiss
Done wet up my sheets like my muthafuckin' wrist
Rollin' them hoes, I didn't have to pick
Chirpin' my line, I give 'em the fix
Young Paid Hooligan back on the tricks again
Gaddamn, I done fucked on this bitch again
She done slid on the kid like its Michelin
Feelin' friendly so she bring her freaky friend
She wanna meet me, she like that I'm steezy
Beat down them walls, no 12, get freezy
Lock up them jaws they tellin' me "Feed me"
Smashin' it off then pass 'em like blizzies
Snow bunny shit next I fuck on a Lizzie
Drinkin' on liquor, this shit got me dizzy
She put a bar in her soda that's fizzy
I'm from the M bitch I'm back on my Grizzly
She got an ass, give a fuck bout the titties
Swap out the ice, yea my other shit pissy
Watery sex when I fuck on the missy
Don't get it wrong I still be picky
Put it in her then she take a Plan B
I know she thinkin' she can't stand me
This brown bitch, she look like Brandy
She threw the cheeks, I call her Sandy
I get a bucket, she can't clamp me
I slam it in her, ain't no jammin'
She think she savage like she Randy
But she can never ever check me
I need a double team
Just popped a double bean
Racks in my fuckin' jeans
Next to the fuckin' steam
I give 'em what they need
Can't treat a hoe like a queen
Her friend gone fuck with me
So they get together & double team
I don't do pictures but let's do a flick
Hit from the back, lick yo friend that's sick
They go both ways, they both get some dick
Spray the lil bitch got it stuck like some Spritz
Don't even talk to me, yall gotta kiss
Done wet up my sheets like my muthafuckin' wrist
Rollin' them hoes, I didn't have to pick
Chirpin' my line, I give 'em the fix
Just popped a double bean
Racks in my fuckin' jeans
Next to the fuckin' steam
I give 'em what they need
Can't treat a hoe like a queen
Her friend gone fuck with me
So they get together & double team
I don't do pictures but let's do a flick
Hit from the back, lick yo friend that's sick
They go both ways, they both get some dick
Spray the lil bitch got it stuck like some Spritz
Don't even talk to me, yall gotta kiss
Done wet up my sheets like my muthafuckin' wrist
Rollin' them hoes, I didn't have to pick
Chirpin' my line, I give 'em the fix
Young Paid Hooligan back on the tricks again
Gaddamn, I done fucked on this bitch again
She done slid on the kid like its Michelin
Feelin' friendly so she bring her freaky friend
She wanna meet me, she like that I'm steezy
Beat down them walls, no 12, get freezy
Lock up them jaws they tellin' me "Feed me"
Smashin' it off then pass 'em like blizzies
Snow bunny shit next I fuck on a Lizzie
Drinkin' on liquor, this shit got me dizzy
She put a bar in her soda that's fizzy
I'm from the M bitch I'm back on my Grizzly
She got an ass, give a fuck bout the titties
Swap out the ice, yea my other shit pissy
Watery sex when I fuck on the missy
Don't get it wrong I still be picky
Put it in her then she take a Plan B
I know she thinkin' she can't stand me
This brown bitch, she look like Brandy
She threw the cheeks, I call her Sandy
I get a bucket, she can't clamp me
I slam it in her, ain't no jammin'
She think she savage like she Randy
But she can never ever check me
I need a double team
Just popped a double bean
Racks in my fuckin' jeans
Next to the fuckin' steam
I give 'em what they need
Can't treat a hoe like a queen
Her friend gone fuck with me
So they get together & double team
I don't do pictures but let's do a flick
Hit from the back, lick yo friend that's sick
They go both ways, they both get some dick
Spray the lil bitch got it stuck like some Spritz
Don't even talk to me, yall gotta kiss
Done wet up my sheets like my muthafuckin' wrist
Rollin' them hoes, I didn't have to pick
Chirpin' my line, I give 'em the fix
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Writer(s): Bally Money
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