Lyrics:
Caller, DTI, Top Producer, Pulse Eskimo
Fuckin' Widda Team
My two lips said "You don't wanna
See a nigga on the scene"
Go on then, what d’ya mean, what d’ya
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
This hotel room got a lot of stuff
A laundry bag and a shoe shine cloth
Thirty-two hangers and a touch-tone phone
Well a light that comes on when
the city
Mmh, But will the city love me back?
Mirage, Mirage, Mirage me cyant touch
Woman in Brussels, do you speak dutch?
Maddas
J'ai une poignée de billet
cheek on your cheek, and my tongue in your ear
Set the tone one touch is all it took
When I get busy disconnect the phone off the hook
Unlike my past
(Maniacal Laughter)
Them ain't real J's on throw throw them shits away
Yo bae it's the groupon throw that bitch away
Got a couple thou wow in my back
touch and tone
Loving you im never alone
Two of one got em thinking we're clones
Can I get you one on one
Cus baby you one of one
Second to none of em
tone
Chopper crack his dome
Aim it at him and all his bros
Vulcha like em two tone just give me a yellow bone
Still can't trust y'all hoes I only trust
shit ain't fake, I gotta break and get the fuck by from this murder case
For chill this shit is cool to rap about but see to me it ain't no fun when
nigga)
Chevy super clean, two or three screens
Watch a nigga be to the left I lean
50 karats in the crown, niggaz no more scream
Just to let you
doing too much
You're doing too much
You're losing your touch
Shorty you're doing too much
Pull Up With The Ceiling Missing
J's On and my outfit
'bout that shit you said
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I need your help 'cause I
Feel out of touch with real life
I'm feelin' love with other bitches just
to heaven
Yeah I got a drum ima send him to heaven like wait
Nigga run up he get hit with the mop
Vlone on my back I done fucked up the spot
2 tone AP flooded
Go head Count it
When I'm cashing up from distance got the touch of me I book it like I'm Devin
Tell me that you found it
When I'm searching for my
mi plug talking (ring tone)
Affi switch mi phone cah uno mi Plug talking x2
clearly when you're gone
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night
Oh,
Young aggressor, born into the life of crime
I would walk down the streets strapped with two nines
Bitch smacking, jacking niggas, G dub stacking
If it's up to me your face will change
If you smiling, that should set the tone
Just be limber
If you let go, the music should groove your bones
If it's up to me your face will change
If you smiling, that should set the tone
Just be limber
If you let go, the music should groove your bones
old's drinking 40's with clouds
Drunk fool walked by with his wallet and key
They took it all and left them in his BVD's
To much and 2 Dope got booming
before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by three, yo p
Pass the Uzi, to blow up, any whack MC that show up,
There goes one, blast
I'm gone let you speak
I'll talk to you, for the one time girl 'cause
I'm on my way when she gets nasty
I need your touch and your loves everlasting
probably fit in a cup
You pressin' your luck, you makin' yourselves easy to touch
I'm from the home of the hit 'em up, only two ways
You droppin' some
chick Bad bitch drop it down Low
When that Check hit
And she gotta twin look like Magic when they Step in
Two tone ice on my Wrist hard to blend In
Fuck
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