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big yba - twinz lyrics

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[intro]
(blazer outta sp+ceship)
(crew shall 808, ah haha)

[chorus]
uh, we don’t look alike, f+ck n+gga, don’t call me twin
ayy, in the mood for two hoes at a time, i’m tryna f+ck on twins
you ain’t strapped, you playin’ with your life, your sleep is quick to end
i got my nina here, but i just copped this glock, it make me wanna bend
uh, and this b+tch the newest gen’, ayy, made this b+tch my newest friend
they be quick to flash they pole, but ain’t blow smoke without hurtin’ the wind
ayy, if his gun could talk, that b+tch’ll tell his ass to use it then
ayy, time come back around, his fire gon’ be like, here we go again
[verse 1]
uh, n+gga acting like he want some pressure, we apply that
uh, bro just got them bags sent through the mall, so we supply that
uh, gotta spend and earn, collect that profit, multiply that
uh, i had lot of hers soon as i f+cked, i ain’t come right back
my freak ain’t satisfied until i nut above her eyelid
ayy, them boys know i got that tucked to fill ’em up, but they won’t try sh+t
them boys heard we on the way, they better duck, i up my fire quick
i be quick to dump my clips and it ain’t nothing, i be on hot sh+t

[chorus]
uh, we don’t look alike, f+ck n+gga, don’t call me twin
ayy, in the mood for two hoes at a time, i’m tryna f+ck on twins
you ain’t strapped, you playin’ with your life, your sleep is quick to end
i got my nina here, but i just copped this glock, it make me wanna bend
uh, and this b+tch the newest gen’, ayy, made this b+tch my newest friend
they be quick to flash they pole, but ain’t blow smoke without hurtin’ the wind
ayy, if his gun could talk, that b+tch’ll tell his ass to use it then
ayy, time come back around, his fire gon’ be like, here we go again

[verse 2]
(ayy, look, soon as you had thought i let that slide, i’m on your ass)
ayy, you don’t bang, but you be with ’em, f+ck it, still don’t get no pass
hop in that ride, go put in work, 12 hit they lights, we do that dash
i told that b+tch to put in work, she like, whatever for that cash
ayy, round of applause for that boy, been tryna get him clapped
ayy, n+ggas ain’t on nothing, had like they glitched up off the map
b+tch, i got h+lla funds, i can get you whacked with all these racks
bro said, “it’s out of love, you ain’t gotta pay me to have your back”
ayy, bro don’t need a price, said, “i got your back, that sh+t for sho'”
uh, you know just like i know, we get active when it’s smoke
i’m tryna creep on sh+t, pop up like a fan, i’m at his lo’
beat up his street and sh+t, you outside, then you might not make it home



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