Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just caught me a lil' two-piece
Both lookin' like they groupies
Who me? Yeah, baby, that's that ooh wee
Old hoes sayin' they hate me
Cause they can't f*ck with the new me
I need you on top like two-three
I need you spread it out like two-three
Haters, please get out my way
It's me and my bitch like a two-seater
Tricks on my dick, Houdini
Stackin' my cheese, no panini
Rollin' that moon rock pack called ET
Shawty ass so fat, lookin' like 3-D
Spazz on her ass when I'm in it
Lil' bitch sayin' I'm her OG
Her best friend swear that she know me
But she's just mad I don't want the coochie
Recordin' that pussy like a movie
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm back on the strip like the feds gon
Gettin' top in the whip with no top
Lil' mama gon' suck till your legs gone
Told my bitch don't stop
Go to her crib, she ain't gettin' my drop
Know this shit seem like a lot
These hoes be down with a lot
Bitch a get killed with the niggas tryna plot
Yeah, yeah, hustlin' daily like criminals baby please don't play me
Niggas be cappin
A lot clips and flashin', shit, it get tragic
Shorty workin' her magic
Like she work at magic but ass ain't plastic
Hunnids, I'm stashin
For a day, I'll crash out for one of you bastards
But life so plastic, we be high and laughin
Yeah, yeah
Lil shorty so bad, put together like fabric
Yeah, yeah
For the cameras, y'all actin
And the streets, no lackin
Yeah, yeah
Nigga can't move backwards
When the Feds tryin' trap us
Yeah, yeah
Back to the swag flow
Big drip, big clips, big switch
Hunnid rounds in my shit
When I'm lettin' them shots go
I was born for this shit
Been lit, my clique, my clique
Yeah, we sittin' at the top though
Niggas hatin' on this
I ain't worry about that
They broke and we gettin' that guap hoe
Yeah, niggas gettin' that guap hoe
I just caught me a lil' two-piece
Both lookin' like they groupies
Who me
Yeah, baby, that's that ooh-me
Old hoes, sayin' they hate me
Cause they can't f*ck with the new me
I need you on top like two-three
I need you spread it out like two-three
I just caught me a lil' two-piece
Both lookin' like they groupies
Who me
Yeah, baby, that's that ooh-me
Old hoes, sayin' they hate me
Cause they can't f*ck with the new me
I need you on top like two-three
I need you spread it out like two-three
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Don Royal - Dont Know What I Want Lyrics
Don Royal - Dont Know What I Want Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just caught me a lil' two-piece
Both lookin' like they groupies
Who me? Yeah, baby, that's that ooh wee
Old hoes sayin' they hate me
Cause they can't f*ck with the new me
I need you on top like two-three
I need you spread it out like two-three
Haters, please get out my way
It's me and my bitch like a two-seater
Tricks on my dick, Houdini
Stackin' my cheese, no panini
Rollin' that moon rock pack called ET
Shawty ass so fat, lookin' like 3-D
Spazz on her ass when I'm in it
Lil' bitch sayin' I'm her OG
Her best friend swear that she know me
But she's just mad I don't want the coochie
Recordin' that pussy like a movie
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm back on the strip like the feds gon
Gettin' top in the whip with no top
Lil' mama gon' suck till your legs gone
Told my bitch don't stop
Go to her crib, she ain't gettin' my drop
Know this shit seem like a lot
These hoes be down with a lot
Bitch a get killed with the niggas tryna plot
Yeah, yeah, hustlin' daily like criminals baby please don't play me
Niggas be cappin
A lot clips and flashin', shit, it get tragic
Shorty workin' her magic
Like she work at magic but ass ain't plastic
Hunnids, I'm stashin
For a day, I'll crash out for one of you bastards
But life so plastic, we be high and laughin
Yeah, yeah
Lil shorty so bad, put together like fabric
Yeah, yeah
For the cameras, y'all actin
And the streets, no lackin
Yeah, yeah
Nigga can't move backwards
When the Feds tryin' trap us
Yeah, yeah
Back to the swag flow
Big drip, big clips, big switch
Hunnid rounds in my shit
When I'm lettin' them shots go
I was born for this shit
Been lit, my clique, my clique
Yeah, we sittin' at the top though
Niggas hatin' on this
I ain't worry about that
They broke and we gettin' that guap hoe
Yeah, niggas gettin' that guap hoe
I just caught me a lil' two-piece
Both lookin' like they groupies
Who me
Yeah, baby, that's that ooh-me
Old hoes, sayin' they hate me
Cause they can't f*ck with the new me
I need you on top like two-three
I need you spread it out like two-three
I just caught me a lil' two-piece
Both lookin' like they groupies
Who me
Yeah, baby, that's that ooh-me
Old hoes, sayin' they hate me
Cause they can't f*ck with the new me
I need you on top like two-three
I need you spread it out like two-three
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
I just caught me a lil' two-piece
Both lookin' like they groupies
Who me? Yeah, baby, that's that ooh wee
Old hoes sayin' they hate me
Cause they can't f*ck with the new me
I need you on top like two-three
I need you spread it out like two-three
Haters, please get out my way
It's me and my bitch like a two-seater
Tricks on my dick, Houdini
Stackin' my cheese, no panini
Rollin' that moon rock pack called ET
Shawty ass so fat, lookin' like 3-D
Spazz on her ass when I'm in it
Lil' bitch sayin' I'm her OG
Her best friend swear that she know me
But she's just mad I don't want the coochie
Recordin' that pussy like a movie
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm back on the strip like the feds gon
Gettin' top in the whip with no top
Lil' mama gon' suck till your legs gone
Told my bitch don't stop
Go to her crib, she ain't gettin' my drop
Know this shit seem like a lot
These hoes be down with a lot
Bitch a get killed with the niggas tryna plot
Yeah, yeah, hustlin' daily like criminals baby please don't play me
Niggas be cappin
A lot clips and flashin', shit, it get tragic
Shorty workin' her magic
Like she work at magic but ass ain't plastic
Hunnids, I'm stashin
For a day, I'll crash out for one of you bastards
But life so plastic, we be high and laughin
Yeah, yeah
Lil shorty so bad, put together like fabric
Yeah, yeah
For the cameras, y'all actin
And the streets, no lackin
Yeah, yeah
Nigga can't move backwards
When the Feds tryin' trap us
Yeah, yeah
Back to the swag flow
Big drip, big clips, big switch
Hunnid rounds in my shit
When I'm lettin' them shots go
I was born for this shit
Been lit, my clique, my clique
Yeah, we sittin' at the top though
Niggas hatin' on this
I ain't worry about that
They broke and we gettin' that guap hoe
Yeah, niggas gettin' that guap hoe
I just caught me a lil' two-piece
Both lookin' like they groupies
Who me
Yeah, baby, that's that ooh-me
Old hoes, sayin' they hate me
Cause they can't f*ck with the new me
I need you on top like two-three
I need you spread it out like two-three
I just caught me a lil' two-piece
Both lookin' like they groupies
Who me
Yeah, baby, that's that ooh-me
Old hoes, sayin' they hate me
Cause they can't f*ck with the new me
I need you on top like two-three
I need you spread it out like two-three
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Writer: Daron Waller
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid