Two Two Threes
Two Two Threes

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Two Two Threes Lyrics

No I can't get tired
Just fucked this light skinned bitch from the spires
Little bro don't try it
Where I'm from everyday somebody be dying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits be flying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits go pow
Like yeah she bad
Give a fuck send that bitch to the store
We got weed with nothing to roll
Bitch I'm trying to get high like a drone
Like yeah she bad
But fuck that bitch got to go
That bitch be doing the most
Assalam alaikum adios
Like go head up the blick
If you shoot then you better not miss
Call my shooter he come off the bench
Get a sprite let's pour up some triss
Like go head up the blick
If you shoot then you better not miss
Call my shooter he come off the bench
Get a sprite let's pour up some triss
Like wait let's get it
Got a foreign coupe I ain't rent it
All these drugs get replenished
Opps block we going to spin it
Why these bitches be thinking I'm pimping
I just cracked a piece now I'm tricking
Bitch niggas steady bitching
Popped a perc now I'm itching
I was doing the dash
With this bitch in the passenger shaking her ass
Trying to get to a bag
I could see the future bitch fuck my past
G ride too fast
If I do the dash then I just might crash
This bitch so bad
Make her do what I say like I'm her dad
No I can't get tired
Just fucked this light skinned bitch from the spires
Little bro don't try it
Where I'm from everyday somebody be dying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits be flying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits go pow
Fell in love with a four five or a three two
I don't fuck with a sixteen
I'm the one that they glorify
Because I'm purified I don't settle or squash beef
And I'm keeping it sturdy
And I'm really from jersey
Big nigga big thirty
They say sad girls love money
You ain't fucking with a mayweather
My dick will make a bitch day better
I'll put a nigga on a grey sweater
For the last call tell them blast off
Percocet nigga mask off
In a black ford with a black cord
And I'm cooking up the crack raw
I be winning and winning I'm never gone fold and
I'm never going to forfeit
Head shot he be spinning and spinning and spinning
Until he spinning in orbit
Giving work to my niggas who putting in ot
They be calling me corporate
I don't work for nobody I'm really a og
And that's word to my office
Weed smoke sawed off in the coat
Balls all in her throat
Told me she love me I hit some more
Casino I'm with that if I don't get paid baby girl then give me my shit back
Fuck love too savage
Killing her pussy then dicking her ashes
No I can't get tired
Just fucked this light skinned bitch from the spires
Little bro don't try it
Where I'm from everyday somebody be dying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits be flying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits go pow
No I can't get tired
Just fucked this light skinned bitch from the spires
Little bro don't try it
Where I'm from everyday somebody be dying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits be flying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits go pow

No I can't get tired
Just fucked this light skinned bitch from the spires
Little bro don't try it
Where I'm from everyday somebody be dying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits be flying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits go pow
Like yeah she bad
Give a fuck send that bitch to the store
We got weed with nothing to roll
Bitch I'm trying to get high like a drone
Like yeah she bad
But fuck that bitch got to go
That bitch be doing the most
Assalam alaikum adios
Like go head up the blick
If you shoot then you better not miss
Call my shooter he come off the bench
Get a sprite let's pour up some triss
Like go head up the blick
If you shoot then you better not miss
Call my shooter he come off the bench
Get a sprite let's pour up some triss
Like wait let's get it
Got a foreign coupe I ain't rent it
All these drugs get replenished
Opps block we going to spin it
Why these bitches be thinking I'm pimping
I just cracked a piece now I'm tricking
Bitch niggas steady bitching
Popped a perc now I'm itching
I was doing the dash
With this bitch in the passenger shaking her ass
Trying to get to a bag
I could see the future bitch fuck my past
G ride too fast
If I do the dash then I just might crash
This bitch so bad
Make her do what I say like I'm her dad
No I can't get tired
Just fucked this light skinned bitch from the spires
Little bro don't try it
Where I'm from everyday somebody be dying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits be flying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits go pow
Fell in love with a four five or a three two
I don't fuck with a sixteen
I'm the one that they glorify
Because I'm purified I don't settle or squash beef
And I'm keeping it sturdy
And I'm really from jersey
Big nigga big thirty
They say sad girls love money
You ain't fucking with a mayweather
My dick will make a bitch day better
I'll put a nigga on a grey sweater
For the last call tell them blast off
Percocet nigga mask off
In a black ford with a black cord
And I'm cooking up the crack raw
I be winning and winning I'm never gone fold and
I'm never going to forfeit
Head shot he be spinning and spinning and spinning
Until he spinning in orbit
Giving work to my niggas who putting in ot
They be calling me corporate
I don't work for nobody I'm really a og
And that's word to my office
Weed smoke sawed off in the coat
Balls all in her throat
Told me she love me I hit some more
Casino I'm with that if I don't get paid baby girl then give me my shit back
Fuck love too savage
Killing her pussy then dicking her ashes
No I can't get tired
Just fucked this light skinned bitch from the spires
Little bro don't try it
Where I'm from everyday somebody be dying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits be flying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits go pow
No I can't get tired
Just fucked this light skinned bitch from the spires
Little bro don't try it
Where I'm from everyday somebody be dying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits be flying
Bro better be quiet them two two threes
Them shits go pow

Writer(s): Ishmael Jackson, Kadeem Gable
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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