Twizzy Twins (feat. TrissTheKid)

Poppin' tags, get it on, run it up, bitch I'm gone, out of space, yeah we on

Oh yeah my shawty she on go, I already know she run it up with me
Flawless diamonds all over my body, know wassup with me
Freaky bitch, she got a lot of ass, she wanna fuck with me
I'm just in your city for the night, so don't get stuck with me

I'm really the one that put the rich beside the shameless (WooOOo)
I'm really the one that dropped the top when it was raining
I'm really the one she wanna fuck because I'm famous (WooOOo)
I'm really the one these niggas call when shit get dangerous

Bad bitch, ooh, make her taste it
Know that she a freak, look like a stripper when she shake it
Know that she a freak, she my lil stripper, she get naked (WooOOo)
Top floor by the beach, I bend you over, can you take it?

Lil' bitch I pop my shit, you know I buy the bar, come get wasted
One of one, she know I'm that nigga, I ain't basic
I'm the one, bitch, I feel like Neo in the Matrix
Supercharged in a (Skurrrrr), speed racing

Go and shake it, yeah
Drop to your knees, baby, take it, yeah
Breaking off her back, I'm going crazy
She said she fuck, yeah, that's my slut, yeah, that's my baby

Turn her back around, she grab the wood like she gon' face it
Drop to your knees, lil' baby, going crazy
Always been the one, I don't care about being famous
Been around the world, that's before I even made it
Flyest young nigga, not your average or basic

I'm the brother with the motherfucking nine (I got that nine)
I ain't making all this money just to die (I ain't gon die)
No, I ain't He, oh, no, no, no, lil' bitch, I'm I (I'm really him FR)

You fuck with me, you fuck with bro, then you gon

You know I had to talk my shit
I just load the Tools and press record, then it's a hit
Dressing to impress, I'm on my fashion shit
I don't want no diva, need a nasty Bitch

(Wooooo)
(Wooooo)



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Writer(s): Tristan Sterling
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