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jourdan brothern - twizzy! lyrics

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twizzy! lyrics
[chorus]
(ha)
i tote bl!ckies, i tote twizzies
these lil’ n+ggas can’t f+ck wit me
richest n+gga out my city
these lil’ n+ggas get too p+ssy
these lil’ n+ggas know that i f+cking get litty

[verse 1]
(ha, ha) i got no time
(ha, ha) you gonna die
(ha, ha) i’m with my slime
(ha, ha) you gonna die
(ha, ha) i’m gonna dive
(ha, ha) you going live?
(ha, ha) i’m feelin’ fine
(ha, ha) you worth a dime
yeah yeah, you n+ggas stay on twitter, tweet
gon’ be a fee for a feat
i put his name right on a t
got a whole lotta motherf+ckin’ bands, something you can’t touch, but something you can see
i can’t send sh+t to n+ggas ’cause that sh+t gon’ f+ckin’ leak, leak
n+gga got me f+cked up
lookin’ for your b+tch, well i already f+cked her
smokin’ on that swavy, now i’m smokin’ on that tunka
call that b+tch a tick, on the d+ck, she don’ sucked up
you n+ggas ain’t funny, huh huh
his nose was runny, huh huh
she a lil’ snow bunny, huh huh
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
these perkies f+ckin’ up my stummy
my diamonds still shine like it’s f+ckin’ sunny
i might just call up lil ole johnny
you n+ggas so sweet, y’all f+ckin’ honey
[chorus]
(ha)
i tote bl!ckies, i tote twizzies
these lil’ n+ggas can’t f+ck wit me
richest n+gga out my city
these lil’ n+ggas get too p+ssy
these lil’ n+ggas know that i f+cking get litty

[verse 2]
got a new bussdown for my left wrist
got a cold ice watch for my ex+b+tch
me and my lil’ n+ggas, yeah we tote them big sticks
ha, shoutout to drake, ha i tote them big six
pour me some lean right up in my cup
only 1 ounce? this sh+t not enough
n+gga why was you actin’ so tough? huh, ima go f+ck on your sl+t
we gon’ f+ck, i f+ck her b+tt, then i take her to pizza hut
she told me that she fell in love, told her “i don’t do that stuff”
his money green, my money blue
his money old, my money new
n+ggas said i won’t get anywhere but these b+tches on my tool
all my hunnids f+ckin’ blue, b+tch ass n+gga who is you?
told that b+tch to pick up the phone, that b+tch must be new

[chorus]
(ha)
i tote bl!ckies, i tote twizzies
these lil’ n+ggas can’t f+ck wit me
richest n+gga out my city
these lil’ n+ggas get too p+ssy
these lil’ n+ggas know that i f+cking get litty



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