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ginger trill - two for one lyrics

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[intro: ginger trill]
uh
uh
yeah

[verse 1: ginger trill]
jersey number 9 when i rhyme from the intro
i been in my prime
lock it down like a sleutel
90’s icon, been a star from the get go
i just roll the dice, i been nice since di keto
change down the magiya, aich, ke moleko
art gallery, off the wall like a gecko
chargered batteries
on ya marks, ready, set, go
portugal’s finest, i’m the most instrumental
shine like a diamond, underground from the ghetto
i be kickin’ knowledgе with the wise at the tеmple
travel light, all you really need is the essentials
braggin’ rights, i be really speakin’ through this pen though
passion like, married to the game
f+ck a friendzone
magic how i write, i’m a shaman with the pencil
on the track racking up mileage like a rental
double back
just to take it higher like crescendo
got the slaps, get a two for one like a special
[interlude: marcus harvey]

[verse 2: marcus harvey]
tell a b+tch n+gga that i’m on some other sh+t
never gave a f+ck about the rules from government
smoke marijuana, never runnin’ out of it
countin’ up my chicken while i’m gettin’ lot of it
keep your mouth shut, b+tch, or swallow up a d+ck
mommy where you at? your daughter f+ckin’ up again
send her home, she came back and then we f+cked again (yeah)
fell in love with her friend, then i f+cked her friend, yeah
tell a b+tch n+gga that he can’t f+ck with me
only time life matters is when we countin’ up some sheets
go against me, p+ssy n+gga, you gon’ bleed
got all the credibility from the streets
all you n+ggas sweet
you soundin’ crippled and weak, it’s me
homies in the slums with bl!cks
it’s a cold era
war times, we don’t retreat
n+ggas like talkin’ and i ain’t finna speak
smoking on concussion, this sh+t f+ckin’ up my speech
dropped my first album and i did incredibly
i got twenty thousand b+tches calling on my telly
now it’s crunch time, i ain’t even thinkin’ marriage
ask me ‘bout hoes
no jokes, i got plenty
it’s scary
now l’m livin’ life like jerry
need a white ting to teach me how to play tennis
smokin’ on that kelly
this sh+t got my vision blurry, very



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