Twista

[fox69]

"I Got People"
(feat. Liffy Stokes)

"I Got People"
(feat. Liffy Stokes)



"This another Street Heat banger!"

[Chorus: Twista]
Yeah, you don't really wanna do it
If we ever got some drama you don't wanna get into it cause
I got people (I got people) [4X]
Yeah, you don't wanna act tough
I ain't even gotta be there homie, I can get you touched cause
I got people (I got people) [4X]

[Twista]
Uh, now I think I done bought enough
Motherfuckers told me they don't wanna hear me soften up
So I leave an inscription on the competition that be talkin tough
with a constant description about how much blood a nigga coughin up
Here open the coffin up, I gotta make sure the casket closed
I thought that the nigga would run, they said when I got him the bastard froze
You wan' see my name, as soon as you heard of it look at the murderous articles
So diabolical that I won't bother you, I get a nigga to follow you
And you can't get away cause the shorties got the Hemi on 'em
And when they pull up on 'em they gon' up the semi on 'em
And lock a steel, walk the streets, ain't gotta run from swali[?]
I got '80s babies to touch you, I am Uncle Ollie[?]
Twista Cartagena, Carl Corleone
If I say he gon' be gone then he gon' be gone
If I tell 'em that it's on then it's gon' be on
Have everybody say "I don't know what the big homie on!"

[Chorus]

[Liffy Stokes (Twista)]
Yeah, I got people, I got soldiers
I got niggaz that'll knock ya head up off ya shoulder
For a blunt or two - homie look at you
Get your mind right and see me in a month or two
You ain't ready for a nigga like me
I get up close on you nigga live in 3D
With the silencer and slip it under my trenchcoat
Or I can hide in the back seat and slit a bitch throat
I get you poked, I ain't gotta pay big notes
My shorties do murders and they be like, "What they hid fo'?"
They call me Lif' Stokes, I take hits and tokes
Go for it, I roll it up with four Lords and six Folks
Now I know you like, "What you open up yo' lips fo'?"
They got 30-calibers in the back with they shit broke
Now I'm the man for the summer, ain't no equals
(Liffy how you take over the block?) I got people

[Chorus]

[ad libs for 43 seconds]

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"I'm A Winner"

"I'm A Winner"


[Chorus]
I'ma winner [repeat 3X]
("I'ma winner in bed")
I'ma winner [repeat 3X]
("I'ma winner in bed")
When I get you in the bed I'ma ("Make you moan")
Off a shot off Patron-ah ("All night long")
Takin yo' clothes off ("When I get you home")
When I pull the thang out ("The girls moan")
When I get you in the bed I'ma ("Make you moan")
Off a shot off Patron-ah ("All night long")
Takin yo' clothes off ("When I get you home")
When I pull the thang out...

[Twista]
Shorty when I saw your body
You was killin everything in the party
steady trippin while I'm sippin on Bacardi
Look at the fatty on the cute lil hottie
Let me whisper in your ear like Ying Yang
Let a nigga get a shot like King James
I hit it from the back and be the best
When it come to sex a motherfucker got a mean name
First I pull up in a Rolls
Then I get you up out them clothes
Strike a motherfuckin pose
Then I hit you in the hole with the soul pole
Do you like the way I suck them titties
Do you like it when you in my city
Do you like it when you giggle with the Twista
When I get you in the bed hoes be on flip

[Hook]
When I get you in the room I'ma ("Make you moan")
When I get you on the couch I'ma ("Make you moan")
Once I get you in the telly I'ma ("Make you moan")
I don't make you say ouch I'ma ("Make you moan")
When I get you in the Bentley I'ma ("Make you moan")
When I get you in the Benz I'ma ("Make you moan")
You be tellin all your friends how I ("Make you moan")
...
When I hit it from the back I'ma ("Make you moan")
When I hit it from the side I'ma ("Make you moan")
When I hit it from the front I'ma ("Make you moan")
If you fin' to take a ride I'ma ("Make you moan")
If you suck my {dick} I'ma ("Make you moan")
If I lick yo' {clit} I'ma ("Make you moan")
If I hit it like this I'ma ("Make you moan")
If you fuckin with the Twista girl you know that...

[Chorus]

[Twista]
Girl I bet you got a heart of fire
You make me wanna start a fire
Dish me the ass like Nash
I'ma go to the hole like Stoudamire
Fill it up if I'ma take it to the cup
If you feelin freaky take it in the butt
If you really wanna do somethin
Come an' deep throat me gul and take it to the nuts
I like the way you walk in Capris
You put a hurtin on all these fe's
Thick fat ass, make a nigga
wanna come up out the pocket with all these G's
When I tap it I can make you whine
When I tap it I can make you zone
When I tap it I can make you cry
If you want to I can take you home

[Hook] - sub "house" for "room"

[Chorus]

[Twista]
I like when you make that sound
I like how you take that down
I love the way you hit it a lil' bit harder
The way you make that frown
I like it when you backin it up on me
I like the way you ride it like a pony
I like the way you drippin it for daddy
Come and trickle it up on my homey
I like it when you trippin in the club
When you sip a little bub feelin good wit'cha homegirls
It's all the way queens dress nice
You be stricken off the ice, you can look but don't touch
I can make you feel good
when I'm freakin on yo' body and I get up in the womb
I'ma always love
bringin pressure to a girl 'til I get up in the tomb

[Hook]

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"I'm Old School"

"I'm Old School"


Let us formally introduce ourselves
Getting money game
The number one co-signer in the game, Don Cannon
Extreme customs
And our homie Twista
Back pop poggle with the man in the hood
We reloaded

Yes yes, y’all, you don’t stop

I’m Twista bitch
I’m on some different shit
Man west side merciful, call me magnificent
I’m back off, my clique strong
Lost her iPhone, she’s back to the brick phone
Sway troop, joggin’ suit with the dookie roll
Coffee cup, countin’ money like I’m Flookie Stokes
I’m on the hustle, paper player and daily profits
Raccoon rat with the tail, call me Davie Crocket
I’m old school, I’m so cool
Bring all my fingers, go across all 4 fool
Takin’ it back to gold nugget John
From a Chevy Malibu to a Cherokee
To a ally ah ah ride to west side
Never picking up the pace
EP I be swag and I fit it to the bass
Mad ‘cause in bigamy 8
Couldn’t happen to a rapper so a nigga couldn’t hate
I remember when the walls had graffiti on it
Took a look at them next summer, now they got GD on ‘em

(Yes yes, y’all, you don’t stop)
I fuck ‘er first and hustle up and hit the weakest spot
(Yes yes, y’all, you don’t stop)
Now flip your work and double up and go arrika

I get street money money street money money money
I’m old school, I’m old school
I get rack money money rack money money money
I’m old school, I’m old school

I’m back on, my money very long
Never TD on the 3 inch, thick hair and bone
Slang bow, slang dope
The way your gang go
I’m paid in full bitch, check out my hurricane go
Remember when you used to get it for the dirty, for the both?
Every rapper in the game or the industry could get over 30 for the show?
‘Cause it was all good when we was on 30’s and vobes
None of these niggas out here pay over 30 for those
Damn, let’s take it back
Who can you tell? Got him
Pop blockin’, my true religions look like bail bonds
Let’s get back to when you used to get work cheap
If you the man, you could still get a third cheap
I’m so old school but I smoke dro fool
Ain’t no mo, we the realest, logic in pro tubes
I’m too old fashion for you to try to play me hater
Antenna on the TV, close on the radiator

(Yes yes, y’all, you don’t stop)
I fuck ‘er first and hustle up and hit the weakest spot
(Yes yes, y’all, you don’t stop)
Now flip your work and double up and go arrika

I get street money money street money money money
I’m old school, I’m old school
I get rack money money rack money money money
I’m old school, I’m old school

 

[fox69]

"In Your World"
(feat. Speedknot Mobstaz, Christopher Williams)

"In Your World"
(feat. Speedknot Mobstaz, Christopher Williams)



[Chorus]
(Let me in your world)
I rock your body all night
Sip on some (?) drink to make you feel right
Lay on the waterbed and hold you real tight
I be makin' you feel nice if you let me in your world
I can rock your body all night
Sip on some (?) drink to make you feel right
Lay on the waterbed and hold you real tight
I be makin' you feel nice if you let me in your world
(Let me in your world)

[Twista]
Hey love, what's up, come give me a kiss
Have you ever seen a po pimp with eyes as pretty as this
And still be the rawest, spittin' flawless game while I get my G's
I hit my B's, pullin' up on fees I bet I get piece
'Cause I'm impressin', lovin', when I'm kissin' and huggin'
All into good rushin', touchin', better roll when I flush 'em
I'm causin' concussion, sportin' pellet, come here baby
My way will change, I used to kinda rugged my day
Let's dance, while we get our groove on I get known
If it's on, then Lexus she gon' get home
First get bucked up and sip on
G on the room and drink po wine up in the whirlpool
Don't leave my comb and pearl too
Leavin', let the girl cool my world, ooh
I like to get down, straight up you're freaky
You wanna meet me, just beep me, take the (?) and weakling
Drop the top and leave haters wishin' the (..?..)
Let's keep it a hood thang, you get busy on wool grain
I treat you precious as diamond rings, so don't cut me up
I start the fussin', I'ma get the bustin', now no thang, I gotta give it up
'Cause all your love can make the hardest thug cry like a dove
Pull my mink over your shoulders when we leave out the club
Ain't no need to knock a con, I'm feelin' like Chaka Kahn
She the bomb like Lebanon, still fine with no Revlon
Just let the Don inside, I promise pleasure and sweat
I guarantee you ain't gon' be no regrets
If you just let me get it wet

[Chorus]

[Christopher Williams]
Baby I'm fine, want you to be on my pager
I wanna know you, we can kick it like players
(..?..) make me really want you
Let me in your world
How can a man leave a woman like you're lonely
But still some phonies, call me when you need me
Sit down with my homies, pull up in my Lexus
Let me in your world

[Liffy Stokes]
I need love, it's off the hizze, think you can please me
Don't hurt me, take it easy girl, we on the E-Way
You know you met me when I crashed the bar
And why'd you kissin' on my neck, I'm 'bout to crash the car
So pass the 'la, relax baby it ain't far
Since you started askin' me questions on gossip about stars
Girl you better be on script on who you with
She's been forcin' Liffy Stokes from the mobsta click

[Mayz]
I'm chillin' at the click, with nums getting numb, I bumps
Tryin' to find a cutie to kickin' with, watch the risin' sun
Here she comes with them big legs, no fat on the back
What's up shorty, can we kick it tonight and choke on the sack
Come see as I foreplay, freaky at this slow-ass track
Big and black, had attention ready to dig in that
So what we just met, that don't mean I won't give you respect
I just fight the temptation to get your body real wet

[Christopher Williams]
Ahh, keep givin' them hand claps, baby
Watch them speakers be harmed
And the bass be soft, ooh
Ahh, keep givin' them hand claps, baby
Watch them speakers be harmed
And the bass be soft, ooh

[Twista]
On my elevator you can feel our love rise to the top
'Cause on the way up to my condo, your ears pop
When I hit the lock I'm a villain, the mobstas make the killin'
As we lay on my waterbed with the mirrors on the ceiling
The wall too, got friends that's all true, I call Cru
Tryin' to fall too, I got tall brew, it's all you
Or like I be, let's shoot up to the club, like two tattoos
VIP, who gets who, no dancing with two left shoes
Do that fool, do that, do that, who that creeps on my hood
Do I see my nigs thuggin' but, dawg, y'all lookin' good
Ballers please, it's a straight playas party, can't fuck with these
Champagne and Henessies for my G's and stuck a piece, and uh
Haters please, no bustin' we up in place
Put 'em in the trunk, the flame
When I'm tryin' to get up with "what's her name"
The precious tonight I met, let's ride, I feel this like a set
While you're dancing, I'ma kiss off the sweat
That's how you let me get it wet

[Chorus]

[Christopher Williams]
Baby I'm fine, want you to be on my pager
I wanna know you, we can kick it like players
(..?..) make me really want you
Let me in your world
How can a man leave a woman like you're lonely
But still some phonies, call me when you need me
Sit down with my homies, pull up in my Lexus
Let me in your world
Let me in your world

 

[fox69]

"Intro / Freestyle"

"Intro / Freestyle"


Yeah, yeah
Yeah.. ahh
Back again motherfuckers
Twista, Traxster, ahh

Compete with legend and the boss burn one
Floss words, rap respect and break me off, heard none
I'm droppin crack until the crosswords come
Got the thirty but I spit it like a Mossberg pump
If you give me trouble you see me deploy
Lyrics so butter you think I'm W.E.B. Du Bois
If you see me pull up in the bubble you greet me with noise
Keep your poise, but really you wanna see me destroyed
Acronym for me is D.O.C., I'm the O.G.
destroyin all competition that's in my way because I'm G-O-D
You amount to nothin if in my circumference or area
The Sagittarius in the (Age of Aquarius)
You act like you ain't know the veteran can go
and I be killin them, in some instances better than befo'
Then I got ahh, crooked letter to the O
Severin your throat, now they like "Who let him in the do'?"
No matter how you Google it then doodle it
What'll really make you the shit is how I see you make use of it
Crucifix and holy water won't stop the way he get
So crazy and sick, evil like I took a sip of Damian's fifth
off Canadian's mist, Arabian piss, a Ukranian's fist
Spit so nice they be like "It's a alien's gift"
You pay me in bricks and I'ma show you a way we can flip
or I'm clappin like (What Happened to That Boy) like Baby and Clipse
Come talkin shit 'bout what you do I'll bet you be the first
that might come up missin, I'll make sure that you don't need a hearse
I'm on a mission, don't come through unless you bring in work
I'm dissin ammunition, I'ma shoot until my fingers hurt
Then I'ma shoot some more if I can squeeze
cause you borin while I'm soarin like I'm Thor or Socrates
War as I conceive that the breath of horror I can breathe
Even though you servin defense I be scorin droppin threes
All in my grill-y like you can throw them thangs
I'm insane while you prefer novocaine over pain
For talkin shit tonight my bitch'll blow your brains
Cause he thought the weakness was kryptonite, it was Lois Lane
I boss you like a parent apparently darin ya
Scarin ya if you're there when I get to airin the derringer
The mini-carrier that's knockin down your barrier
Bury ya, expose 'em like I threw a flare in your area
Carry your body off to the woods and get rid of it
You're rottin while I go get some pot and then take a hit of it
Then I'ma try to come up with some different shit
while I'm draggin, like if rap was a dragon I am the spit of it
Twista...

 

[fox69]

"It Feels So Good"

"It Feels So Good"


[Intro]
This goes out to all sides worldwide
Let that playa ass nigga Twista be your guide as we go on a ride
where playa hatin killers and the hood niggaz thrive
And lame motherfuckers can barely survive

[Verse 1]
One morning I woke up next to a thick bitch
Took a shower dried off brushed the gold teeth like Slick Rick
Tapped on Obsession colonge like Doug E. Fresh in the flesh
Think I'm blessed with the zest after slippin on my slick fit
The high discover me, hit the front porch
Two women butterly lovely in front of me got my head gone
I sent the bitch in the bed home cuz one of them
got chocolate big thighs and the other one was a redbone
Where y'all goin y'all thick as hell
What's your name I wanna get up with y'all tonight shit
I got some homies that lonely never phony we on some hype shit
Call up the buddies you be tight with
We ain't really gon be doin too much though
We just ridin around bumpin sounds trippin out while we flame janes
Tappin the horn at the homies that gangbang
and slang 'caine to maintain to mob's the same thing
Or we can chill at the crib and play spades or kick some ass a bit
Speedpass the clit and get passionate
Grab the buckle and unfasten it
and we can get into some ol' nasty shit
Live if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't no spin move and I ain't got no time to lie
Tell your girls we gonna be sliding by
but hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
cause it feels so good

[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in the hood like so good
(When we ridin high)
Rollin through the hood with Phillies and hoes
Straight pimpin with nowhere to go
And it feels so good the way we kick it in the hood like so good
(When we ridin high)
Rollin through the hood with Phillies and hoes
Straight pimpin with nowhere to go

[Verse 2]
Me and my homies hooked up some cowards took up
when niggas we lust smokin some but the flame tight
Trippin off how we survivin the rugged terrain
and try to hang tight getting fucked up on gang night
Used to be gang fights now we gotta try to relax with the scrap
Even we sent Deebo back to back to back
We still be holdin' stacks of packs
Rollin through wit black blacks, blunt reds, ash trays, and crack sacks
Hustlin and chillin's what I'm focusin on
Fiendin through bitch's cribs hopin it's on
If ain't no strokin we strollin along
Rollin the chrome out really trippin
because we take the smoke to the dome
Bumpin the tunes while bigger roles and herringbones
glisten from all the sunlight
Peepin the fe's with their hair done tight
Booty hung right and every night we see at least one fight
Hookin up with my fellow Westside cliques
Now together we mush
but when are we strapped through and rug cutters
Just like the envy and jealousy throughout the other is love brothers
Ridin every one of y'all my muhfuckers
So put the Black Magic on the tires and get the wax off the chrome
We gon' to blaze on till my brain's blown
Hopin to get my thang on
Not matter what block you stay on kick it
Round the world it's the same song
(so the Mobsters just flame on)
For scratch we was willin' to squirt some blood
Now we got up on hittin the cuz
From stealin' tips where they're swum the doves
mo' we got up on some bud
Straight hittin' up the block searching for love
Reach up and hit the deep lung then we gone
Smokin delight the body right what the party like
Are you as live as I come roll with meso we can ride the sky
But only if you let me play with you while we ridin' high
cause it feels so good

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Sittin back cruising through the slow breeze
thinkin how can I get mo' cheese
Bumpin a system costin 4 G's
I stay on my P's for the po-P's
Split the Phillie with my door keys
Scoop a female to the crib good get my boy to bring a blessin through
Sit on the floor playin Tekken 2
Lesson two I'm adressin you
Turn out the lights like the World Class Wreckin' Crew
Bring out the best in you
Confessin true lies about your inner thighs
and where they been hopin maybe you be my lady
What's the potatoes without the gravy
what you feelin on maybe soft with the silicone baby
but can you pay me?
Cause daily we be riding in the dope stroll
while rockin dope flows I'll lose the spot if I choose to stop
We can cruise some blocks and talkin' about
how later on you comin' out your clothes, shoes and socks
Now is that news or not?
Come I step on the gas slow and smoke on this last "O"
Get a "B" and split it now watch me kill it
Tinted windows took a sealin' off in the Astro
on billets take a choke on so I can really feel it
Thinkin' about not having the rich life
but the hood life was still a good life
and that we know always and forever though
for ever more rollin in the ghetto with nowhere to go
and it feels so good

[Chorus 3X]

 

[fox69]

"It's Yours"
(feat. Tia London)

"It's Yours"
(feat. Tia London)



[Intro - Tia London:]
You know that it’s yours, that its yours,
that its yours, that its yours, that its yours, baby [x4]

[Verse 1 - Twista:]
Let me get straight to it
Her body like a Bugatti, ain’t nothing like a Buick
When we get passionate I’m in love with how you do it
No longer want to lease it, I want the title to it
I might have blew it but now I know I want to own it
And get rid of opponents but I know fame can be blind
Never knew nothing like it is so one of a kind
I know that it'll be stupid not to claim that it's mine
She fit me like a glove, hop up right on top of her man
And with no hands she give me a hug
Go ahead and reverse it baby you pop it like a drug
Asking me how I feel when I'm inside your love
Better than the mall
In other words whenever I'm up in your hall
I feel the ripples on the wall
A spectacular feeling when I get up in them draws
And with no hands she can even give an applause
Cause you got me gone, all I can say is “True that”
Whenever I put the soap hole inside you at
Snug, but you can see its something you ain’t new at
Ooh, I can feel it when you do that
I can feel it when you do that, she got a nigga stuck
Murder with the pussy now you just been cut
She got the kush in her bush and I’mma take a puff
Telling me that it’s yours and i can’t get enough
And she talkin’ like

[Hook - Tia London:]
Tell me that it’s the one
Tell me baby it’s the one you been waiting for
Tell me so I can make sure
Tell me baby ‘cause you know that its yours
Oh-woah
You know that it’s yours, that its yours, that its yours, that its yours, that its yours, baby (x3)

[Verse 2 - Twista:]
She got a body like a Maserati
And she got the owochi cochi like a ‘Rochi
Ass fuck her in the back of the Kawasaki
But the flow is a classic so it’s probably a Harley
Hotty be better than any thot around here
I see you [?] that I can be your manager
My place so let me show you I can handle ya
Scott face, I fuck you right over the banister
And it’s the way that you be telling me that its yours baby
How I’m a breathe of fresh air, you been so bored lately
And how you like to be reassured by me telling you that you the one
And how it be mine and how I’m going crazy
You got a nigga caught up in it, every time I’m all up in it
Loving every minute, all I know is I don’t wanna finish
And I’mma be talking to you while I hit it when you ask me to

[Hook - Tia London]

 

[fox69]

"Jail Time"
(feat. Turtle Banxx)

"Jail Time"
(feat. Turtle Banxx)



this is Joliet Correctional Facility
you have a collect call from inmate
yeah this is Tucker
to accept this call please press 3 now
thank you
hello

[Turtle Banxx]
hey sis let me speak to momma
who me on find besides all the drama
the system took me in but then they took me under
I suffer being another number
I wonder if I could conquer dis criminal structure built to puncture
the hearts of men
when them guards come in the bars and the pen
I know I'm in hell and its hard to win
I stay up late lying in the dark for me
thinking bout the night the police came marching in
its like they wouldn't stop barging in
asking momma what mob I'm in
try strictly left us some scars within
fighting back the lyrics of a favorite baptist him
its over now cant hold a child
mold a child scold a child or own a child a soldier now
baby hold your tears
become a teacher mold ya peers
let em know its cold in here
this ain't the way to spend them older years
I'm over the fears of the world
no longer momma's pearl in here
its all clear them older cats school me to the game
I'm all ears no mo rats or any cold beers
the ghetto famous disappear

[chorus 1]
they run up in my home
and took you from my world
now ya gone and I'm feeling all the pain that your going through
[chorus 1 in background of chorus 2]
[chorus 2]
sometimes I lay back in my cell crying
hells blind but I hope I make it through this jail time
trying to stay focus but I heard they mad me panic before
I guess thats what I got my family for behind bars

[Turtle Banxx]
I'm running outta time
momma there yet
where my little brother let me holla at him
whats up cat
I got you covered
stay in the books them streets is a motha
undercovers posing as hustlers exposing the brothers controlling the
struggle by any means
brutality got the police running like the enemy
our community need more hugs instead of the slugs the guns the drugs
got crime on killing the love the spirits above
drop a warning sigh its only 1999
but all I think about is 85 them good times
momma give us her last dime
icey cups you drop yours I give you mine
true love define us to divine
calling it on another's pride but I hate to see you cry
the rain come shine
my family feel my pain inside
by the way my baby momma getting married
brought tears to my eyes I just hope my son happy

[chorus 1]
[chorus 1 in background of chorus 2]
[chorus 2]

[Turtle Banxx]
ran to the phone got a hundred guys like me
and all we have is precious minutes to reach our people our free
brother listen be strong for momma
let her know I never meant to cause her no drama
the pain make my vain cries thunder
will I recover my name and still discover how the game become us
look how they done us
watered down our pride and drunkers riders g's and hustlers
we gotta guide our younger theres better days among us
never let the rage you under upstage the promise till tomorrow
and the C's just follow wont feel the sorrow
for the misery we wallowing time swallowing
them better days in this gaze got my mind boggling
oh momma and hey lady I miss you
and them ways you raised me them hard head things that drove you crazy
realize ya son took a lot of heart from ya
its phone check time I'm gone momma I love you

[chorus 1]
[chorus 1 in background of chorus 2]
[chorus 2]

[chorus 2 2x]

[chorus 1 3x]

 

[fox69]

"Jump Off"

"Jump Off"


Twista (Twista)
Uh, Yea, F5 (Baby)
Wassup lil' mama (tasty), you know when I see you up in that SLR, and take you to the 5 star Terry
Its about too

[Chorus]
Jump Off (girl you can get it)
Jump Off (whenever your ready)
Jump Off (go ahead and let it)
Jump Off (yea girl I said it)
Jump Off (fuckin' get it)
Jump Off (I am so ready)
Jump Off (time that we let it)
Jump Off (yea boy I said it)

[Verse 1]
I gotta couple of stacks
I gotta couple of sacks
I gotta couple of blunts
I gotta cup of patron
I'm feelin the fuck in the zone, lookin for a girl that'll let me get up in their thongs (uh)
damn I don't know what's up on the beat
when I'm lookin at em' I can see that everyone of them thick
they all wanna find out who a nigga comin to get, because the hummer is slick and they want some of the dick. (uh)
do you see the twista comin' around? I'm always thumpin the ground, for a woman a bound, and I be runnin with hounds and we be huntin em' down, and when I catch em' you know that I'ma be bustin em' down. (then I)
run off (hot girls I gots to)
bump off (who aint scared to leave me)
slumped off (she make sure I get my)
nut off (and thats why I love her)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
hustle mode I'm a cookin a brick
and a form of killer mode then im thumpin a clip
and a form of party mode I'ma stomach a fifth
and if I feel freaky mode then im fuckin a bitch (uh)
I love hoes that be ready to holla, when I pull up on em in a black chevy impala.
gotta get em if they lookin bottom heavy and Prada
and they will feel to get dollars, if they be ready to swallow (uh)
who be hittin the after party we lightin em' up
and whoever rollin with me is gon' have to get buck
I need somebody I can call in the mornin for sex, I need somebody I can call up after the club
come off (with them drawers and then I)
bust off (in them drawers and get me)
one off (straps over nothin)
jump off (when I'm rollin with mine)

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]
I score the pussy like a touchdown, cuz she can jump off, I'm gonna touch now
that aint a bad thing, you gotta trust me baby, yous a busty baby, you a bust down (uh)
somebody who can get up any good time off the night
actin like a fiend when she be grabbin the pipe
smokin green while you servin the white
she lookin conservative tight, but never nervous to fight (uh)
I got the head hunters thats comin to get me
suckin on the dick until it was formin a hickey
me and her be like servin the soda or
mix enough of the formula 44 with the formula 50
skunked off (I'm crunk cuz I got me)
one off (I cant hear like I cut the)
chrome off (I'm feelin like I got my)
drunk on (and thats why I love her)

[Chorus x2]

 

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"Just Like That"
(feat. Dra Day)

"Just Like That"
(feat. Dra Day)



[Intro: Twista]
GMG {"This another street heat banger!"}
Lil' somethin for the ladies
Twista, let's go

[Twista]
Now I must get it, aw naw
Droppin lyrics that be succulent, you fuckin with a reservoir dog
Ahead of y'all, aww
When it come to spittin piff so come and listen to a vet as I ball
She gotta twist it
Thinkin I want it in an instant cause I am who I am and I'm anxious
I can't just, assume every whip-ass cover
cause I'm a lover, I ain't stuntin these wenches
I be into what I'm into and that's a woman
that want me to wait awhile before I get to hit it
Lovin my playa style, my life and how I live it
But make a motherfucker have to work to get it
And when I do I take my time (yeah)
Treat you like a rose petal and lay you out on a bedspread (yeah)
Kissin you all over your whole body (yeah)
Face in between them spread legs (ha ha)
Get it crackin as I seduce her
cause I'ma introduce her to a perfect show
...Climb up on top, put it in, work it slow
Cause we can make it last different ways
and be makin her forever wanna fuck like that (yeah)
Got her switchin the positions
Don't move so quick lil' mama, do it just like that
Cause

[Chorus: Dra Day (Twista)]
Ain't no rush (nope) don't shake it too fast (uh-uh)
Slow it down (that's right) just like that
Ooh ooh baby (uh-huh) you you baby (uh-huh)
Actin a fool fool lady (woo) ohhhh
You want this cash, up in my hand (c'mon)
Well slow it down - just like that
Ooh ooh baby (uh) you you baby
Actin a fool fool lady, ohhhh

[Twista]
C'mon, I am the immaculate cool
but when we get into it you know you be actin a fool
Ready for action how you be ass clappin
to get what I'm packin but I be wantin shit to happen smooth
Let it play out and fulfill itself naturally
and I bet you'll be in ecstacy
Or better yet Molly cause what I'ma do to your body
is like a party when you next to me
Hol' up, I'm rollin somethin up
I'm finishin my cup, before we start to touch
I gotta get high, and get in the mood
And then when I do, I'ma show you I'm a fool
How you want it? Ohh, on top of the don
Though do you wanna be on the clutch like this?
Stab it like a jackrabbit
but I know you like it better when I fuck like this (uh-huh)
Not nasty but just a (Shade of Grey)
You know you want it (that's right)
No fast pace when you grind
I want you to take yo' time when you on it (c'mon)
Cause

[Chorus w/ different ad libs]

[Twista]
Let's go...