Lyrics

Two sweet ones in the back, just me and bro, here we go Slow, slow, so I crept in soft Oh shit, oh no (oh no) Two sweet ones in the back, just me and bro, here we go (ah yeah) Yeah, the coochies under attack, but she tellin' me, "Take it slow" Slow, so I crept in soft (soft) James Bond, how I do it stealth mode, ayy I ain't got chat for a man, I'll back my nank, best back your bro Santa come with the Christmas pack, trap-trap-trap, ho-ho-ho Ayy, that's loads of presents, flung out to the local folks Ayy, they love my presents, cah they know I got the ten-ten crow, shit This is some ten-ten bop, oh my gosh, that's a ten-ten throat Damn, I like how she do that job, man I wish that one got to know Been a few motives but I couldn't roll (nah) But you know how it goes So I don't fuss, cah I got a 4's in my drum and are you gonna get that sold? Nah I'm known for takin' a mans pack That's why the plugs there ain't tryna link me (hah) Smells good but it comes a bit minty, so I told bro he can have it for 50 (50) I've done so much road on these streets (word), how can anyone try dismiss me? (Nah-nah) Nobody can put me down, leng up my haze and that shit there lift me (lift me) Young G wanna work for me, flood these streets, nigga you're hired (hired) Shit, we are some real suppliers (word) Got that one pack rottin' in your bedroom (bedroom) Shit, then your grub coming expired Let me flip that pack for you and I'll run somethin' back, shit why am I lying? (Why am I lying?) Lord knows I'm tryin' But the boy there really love push and we gettin' them good, soon send a boy flyin' (gone) Heard a nigga want do me, bring your goonies, and come try it Still in these same old streets (streets), and I'm still on this same old violence But I do what I do for the funds, that's why I never miss one client Them man there so clueless, how you cuffed out? Are you stupid? But these bad ones on me ruthless, she sucks me then I two's it Told broski, "Keep it movin'", I'm on the other side tryna do things That's two blades both virgins but they really really tryna lose it Oh shit, oh no (oh no) Two sweet ones in the back, just me and bro, here we go (ah yeah) Yeah, the coochies under attack, but she tellin' me, "Take it slow" Slow, so I crept in soft (soft) James Bond, how I do it stealth mode, ayy I ain't got chat for a man, I'll back my nank, best back your bro Santa come with the Christmas pack, trap-trap-trap, ho-ho-ho Ayy, that's loads of presents, flung out to the local folks Ayy, they love my presents, cah they know I got the ten-ten crow, shit Oh shit, oh no (oh no) Two sweet ones in the back, just me and bro, here we go (ah yeah) Yeah, the coochies under attack, but she tellin' me, "Take it slow" Slow, so I crept in soft (soft) James Bond, how I do it stealth mode, ayy I ain't got chat for a man, I'll back my nank, best back your bro Santa come with the Christmas pack, trap-trap-trap, ho-ho-ho Ayy, that's loads of presents, flung out to the local folks Ayy, they love my presents, cah they know I got the ten-ten crow, shit Oh shit, oh no (oh no) Two sweet ones in the back, just me and bro, here we go (ah yeah) Yeah, the coochies under attack, but she tellin' me, "Take it slow" Slow, so I crept in soft (soft) James Bond, how I do it stealth mode, ayy I ain't got chat for a man, I'll back my nank, best back your bro Santa come with the Christmas pack, trap-trap-trap, ho-ho-ho Ayy, that's loads of presents, flung out to the local folks (local folks) Ayy, they love my presents, cah they know I got the ten-ten crow, shit
Writer(s): Harlee Bashir Laguda Milne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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