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finesse2tymes - overdose 2x lyrics

[intro: 2 chainz]
yeah
2 chainz, 2tymes
two sticks, two nines
this beat prodbyrtb (yeah, toni)

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
i’m from the a, my lingo set
you drink lean ’cause the internet
she ask me for a massage, i told her i wasn’t feelin’ that
bracelet cost a fifty pack
a tennis chain, no tennis rack’
plenty racks, add it up
tity boi, no similac
i told you once, can’t trust these hoes
pink ring on super bowl
always on your smart phone done turned you to a stupid ho
trappin’ out my studio, i don’t have to fabricate
slap your ass with dollar bills, patty cake, patty cake (let’s go)
goin’ on another run
i don’t know how i do this sh+t (i don’t know)
soon as i finish this verse
i’ma read a movie script (true)
plus, i own a nail shop
come and get your fingers did
plus, i own a restaurant
n+gga, i’ll sell ya shrimp
that’s how it’s supposed to be (yeah)
music just like dope to me (yeah)
come up with a plan, i’ll fund that sh+t, that way, we both can eat
satin sheet between your toe
seen ’em come, seen ’em go
revolvin’ door, soon as i left, i text her, said, “i want some more”
[chorus: finesse2tymes & 2 chainz]
take this d+ck, b+tch, stop pushin’ me (2 chain)
take this d+ck, b+tch, stop pushin’ me (yeah)
take this d+ck, b+tch, stop pushin’ me
woke up talkin’ ’bout she gon’ cook for me

[verse 2: finesse2tymes & 2 chainz]
okay, ‘za got me talkin’ slurred (slurred)
park the wraith on the curb (skrrt)
make sure one in the head
secure me while i count this bread (bread)
watch for cops, watch for opps (on point)
do the show, shake the spot (the spot)
met some thots in the lot
we finna turn this up a notch (let’s go)
all she wanna do is pop a perc’ and get her p+ssy beat
take this d+ck, b+tch, stop pushin’ me
face in the pillow, b+tch, don’t look at me
woke up talkin’ ’bout she gon’ cook for me
get outta here, i’m straight on that (go that way)
i’m a pimp, you late on that (you late)
text me, say she love me
text her back, b+tch, i don’t play like that
i blocked the b+tch (block)
hit this ho from memphis, she an oppin’ b+tch (she oppin’)
i hit her with my glock and sh+t
and dropped the b+tch, you lost the b+tch
go that+a+way (that way), i’m on to another state (i’m gone)
i eat like a boss, but i feed groupie b+tches steak ‘n shake (steak ‘n shake)
i smoke runtz to wake and bake (to wake and bake)
ooh, anna mae, ate the cake (ugh)
told her we gon’ be together, that stupid b+tch ate the bait
she went for that, i broke the b+tch (broke the b+tch)
told that b+tch to sock it to my pocket, then revoked the b+tch (gone)
all i wanna do is get some head and blow some smoke to this (smoke to this)
hopefully she don’t get attached to me emotionally (‘motionally)
she suck me on camera so good i d+mn near posted it
i’m jokin’, though (jokin’, though), i better not expose a ho (expose the ho)
told me pull up when i want, you already know the lo’ (know)
you know the score (know), you know i’m dope
told her if she take too much of me, then she might overdose like
[chorus: finesse2tymes]
take this d+ck, b+tch, stop pushin’ me
take this d+ck, b+tch, stop pushin’ me
take this d+ck, b+tch, stop pushin’ me
woke up talkin’ ’bout she gon’ cook for me
go that way

[verse 3: nardo wick]
take this pipe, baby, stop pushin’ me
i tried to buy her lamb chops, she say i’m all she want to eat (she say i’m what she want to eat)
perc’ turn to me to superhero, superman up in them sheets
if she was a superhero, her name would be “super freak”
she at my door, i got her actin’ weird
she keep bangin’, act like i don’t hear
she got makeup on my pillow, you can see it smear
i ain’t ask your ho to eat me up, she volunteered
yeah, i bought the purse, she earned it, though, lil’ nasty boo (lil’ nasty boo)
if she do you how she did me, you gon’ buy her too (you gon’ buy her too)
she a g.o.a.t., for real, i really should’ve bought her two (yeah)
she an animal, she might be too wild for the zoo (yeah, yeah)

[chorus: finesse2tymes]
take this d+ck, b+tch, stop pushin’ me
take this d+ck, b+tch, stop pushin’ me
take this d+ck, b+tch, stop pushin’ me
woke up talkin’ ’bout she gon’ cook for me
go that way

- finesse2tymes lyrics

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