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Tweakin' (feat. 2K Lordy) Video (MV)




Performed By: ENNZO.
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Nolan Butler, Lordy Onyina
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ENNZO. - Tweakin' (feat. 2K Lordy) Lyrics
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Baby wanna text me nah you tweaking
You can hit my phone up on the weekend
I just wanna hit and then I'm leaving
Guess it's why they claiming me a demon
But they be bringing shit up from my past life
We was gettin lit up only last night
I don't f*ck with niggas that don't act right
I be dishin fifty on a bad night
Yeah First call came and I knew that I be coming
Soon as I saw the finish then I really started running
Young hot niggas coming fresh up out the oven
Everyday we moving up until we reach the summit
Shout my nigga ???? cuz he really like my cousin
If I never met him then I might've hit a plummet
I was on the mic and I was singing me impossible
You could hear ASA squad when they hummed it
Driving down the lane and I don't think that Ima pass
Dunking on a nigga with my foot up on the gas
We be making money and the haters wanna laugh
But I'm counting up these blessings it's a lot of f*ckin math
Driving down the lane and I don't think that Ima pass
Dunking on a nigga with my foot up on the gas
We be making money and the haters wanna laugh
But I'm counting up these blessings it's a lot of f*ckin math nigga
Woah
Baby wanna text me nah you tweaking
You can hit my phone up on the weekend
I just wanna hit and then I'm leaving
Guess it's why they claiming me a demon
But they be bringing shit up from my past life
We was gettin lit up only last night
I don't f*ck with niggas that don't act right
I be dishin fifty on a bad night
I be dishing fifty on a bad night
Feeling all alone but I hadda get my set right
Shorty wanna go like all night
When I leave her alone she be sayin I don't act right
Why these niggas tryna play with that cap talk
If a nigga gotta problem we can slap it off
Told my momma one day we gon' make it out
Put your hands in the air if you feeling us
You know we don't play
I'm getting to this cake
I'm getting to these dollars
So these niggas like to hate
I'm turnt up in my city
So these niggas want my place
I stayed down
And I stayed away from the fakes
No I won't change
We the youngest in the game
Feelings all gone
Hadda put em in the grave
She tried to hit my phone
But I really had to say
(Whatchu say 2k?)
Yeah I really hadda say
Baby wanna text me nah you tweaking
You can hit my phone up on the weekend
I just wanna hit and then I'm leaving
Guess it's why they claiming me a demon
But they be bringing shit up from my past life
We was gettin lit up only last night
I don't f*ck with niggas that don't act right
I be dishin fifty on a bad night
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English

Baby wanna text me nah you tweaking
You can hit my phone up on the weekend
I just wanna hit and then I'm leaving
Guess it's why they claiming me a demon
But they be bringing shit up from my past life
We was gettin lit up only last night
I don't f*ck with niggas that don't act right
I be dishin fifty on a bad night
Yeah First call came and I knew that I be coming
Soon as I saw the finish then I really started running
Young hot niggas coming fresh up out the oven
Everyday we moving up until we reach the summit
Shout my nigga ???? cuz he really like my cousin
If I never met him then I might've hit a plummet
I was on the mic and I was singing me impossible
You could hear ASA squad when they hummed it
Driving down the lane and I don't think that Ima pass
Dunking on a nigga with my foot up on the gas
We be making money and the haters wanna laugh
But I'm counting up these blessings it's a lot of f*ckin math
Driving down the lane and I don't think that Ima pass
Dunking on a nigga with my foot up on the gas
We be making money and the haters wanna laugh
But I'm counting up these blessings it's a lot of f*ckin math nigga
Woah
Baby wanna text me nah you tweaking
You can hit my phone up on the weekend
I just wanna hit and then I'm leaving
Guess it's why they claiming me a demon
But they be bringing shit up from my past life
We was gettin lit up only last night
I don't f*ck with niggas that don't act right
I be dishin fifty on a bad night
I be dishing fifty on a bad night
Feeling all alone but I hadda get my set right
Shorty wanna go like all night
When I leave her alone she be sayin I don't act right
Why these niggas tryna play with that cap talk
If a nigga gotta problem we can slap it off
Told my momma one day we gon' make it out
Put your hands in the air if you feeling us
You know we don't play
I'm getting to this cake
I'm getting to these dollars
So these niggas like to hate
I'm turnt up in my city
So these niggas want my place
I stayed down
And I stayed away from the fakes
No I won't change
We the youngest in the game
Feelings all gone
Hadda put em in the grave
She tried to hit my phone
But I really had to say
(Whatchu say 2k?)
Yeah I really hadda say
Baby wanna text me nah you tweaking
You can hit my phone up on the weekend
I just wanna hit and then I'm leaving
Guess it's why they claiming me a demon
But they be bringing shit up from my past life
We was gettin lit up only last night
I don't f*ck with niggas that don't act right
I be dishin fifty on a bad night
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Writer: Nolan Butler, Lordy Onyina
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