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d-twist - they want sum lyrics

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verse: 1

ain’t too many n-ggas really f-cking with the cl!ck and i put that in my kid, holla at me when u see me, ate so many beats like why you so greedy, french polynesian i’m chilling in tahiti, with a bad bad and she only wearing bikinis, puffin on seaweed, in all black like jeezy, hundred dollar bills in my palmer like kiki, att-tude adjustments you n-ggas can’t see me, got that punch line from the dub dub ezzze
(ugh)
new artist get hemmed up, i just use them for target practice, p-rn star when i’m on the mattress d-ckin down yo favorite actress, rims poking out like cactus, walk on water like marshall mathers, thick gl-sses and overalls, i get geeked up over family matters, p-ssy good but her head colder, got a bunch of paper like a work folder, ain’t nothing wrong with her emotions but if she by my chain she’s bipolar, green in my bag like the lawn mower and her man don’t know so she lying more, i only smoke when i’m on tour but my secret is i’m always on tour

hook:
ugh they want sum, they don’t want none (4x)

verse: 2

imma east side n-gga what u mean hoe
she’s on my lifesaver like my homies han solo
all i do is kick it like i signed up for the dojo
i wreck it so bad that jake from state farm just might called flo
(ugh)
this that month right before june plus weather i stunt better, i’m creeping low just like a prowler, and my punchlines hit hard as wilder, reggie bush is not my favorite player he gone let me down beacuse i need louder, and i’m known to lay a hater out like mclovin when he at the counter like (ugh)

hook:
ugh they want sum, they don’t want none (4x)

verse: 3
i’m the type of n-gga that might get into an altercation trillest in the nation i ain’t faking, slap a motha f-cka with a xbox ps4 and gamecube if you really thinking that i’m playing, b-tches tellin what you saying cuz i’m aiming for amazing, imma blew up backwards mine- land, pop-a perpetrator with a frying pan, then shoot his soul he’ll die again, im just really tryna evil right to left, they’re playing my song at the apocalypse, and plus underrated like ludacris, two female pits in my bas-m-nt, but neither one could ever be my bottom b-tch, pistol on got me riding dirty like i never did pay my parking ticks’, b-tch we really get it

hook:
ugh they want sum, they don’t want none (4x)



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