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too turnt - jim jones, taylor ricard & dilla illa lyrics

[intro: jim jones]
uh, yeah (the e brought the silness)
said she wanna know what neeke need (type sh*t)
picture that
(you are now listening to thatrinity)
woo

[chorus: taylor richard]
too turnt, molly on the table in the backroom (woo, woo)
cool points, she gon’ let me f*ck her in the bathroom (yeah)
pool in, we vacay miami out in spring time
bad b*tch, she gon’ get me her ’cause it’s me time (woo)
i be doin’ dirt in my free time (woo)
it’s always over money ’cause i need mine (woo)
got her legs spread like a peace sign (stand up)
stop actin’ like you never gave head in the nissan (uh, woo)

[verse 1: jim jones]
uh, i don’t with thotties ’cause i got a baddie (woo, she cuban)
she don’t do the perc’s, she rather pop the addy (she neeke)
she told me pull up on her, i told her, “drop the addy” (nasty)
i had the p*ssy bustin’ like she shot the ratty (woo, grrt)
i be down in miami, i got cribs there (down where?)
catch me up in fountain blue just like i live there (we live there)
we frontal, n*ggas’ll put somethin’ in your wig hair (frrt)
if i want to, i tell ’em u*turn while we in mid air (ah)
jet talk, leavin’ out the cabin mean we disembarkin’ (step up)
type sh*t, f*ck about no threats, i’ll have this pistol barkin’ (f*ck that sh*t)
fly sh*t, i be smokin’ blunts while the whip is parkin’ (uh)
too turnt, it’s ’bout three am and we just gettin’ started
[chorus: taylor richard]
too turnt, molly on the table in the backroom (ooh*ooh)
cool points, she gon’ let me f*ck her in the bathroom (ooh*ooh)
pool in, we vacay miami out in spring time (ooh, ooh)
bad b*tch, she gon’ get me her ’cause it’s me time (woo)
i be doin’ dirt in my free time (woo)
it’s always over money ’cause i need mine (woo)
got her legs spread like a peace sign (stand up)
stop actin’ like you never gave head in the nissan (woo)

[verse 2: dilla illa]
i can’t love no ho, i be throwin’ up the peace sign (oh, yeah)
k!ll her from the back and tell her put her phone on decline (ayy, decline)
in the coupe, be gettin’ head with my seat still on the recline (uh)
tell ’em n*ggas, “free slime” (woo, free slime), l’ma say it three times (woo)
i can’t trust no ho ’cause my momma taught me better (baby)
almost cost my opp thot ’cause i thought her head was better (uh, yeah)
but she know i’ma king, i need a queen just like correta (yeah)
and i’m feeling godly, i got godspeed on my sweater (who there?)
top down in miami (uh) ’cause the palm trees, they look better (yeah)
my shirt, it feel better (better), my drip is just better (just better)
i’m with a new joint (woo, uh)
if she f*ck me good, she get some cool points (woo, yeah)
b*tch, you know my body ’cause i’m—

[chorus: taylor richard]
too turnt, molly on the table in the backroom (ooh*ooh)
cool points, she gon’ let me f*ck her in the bathroom (ooh*ooh)
pool in, we vacay miami out in spring time (ooh, ooh)
bad b*tch, she gon’ get me her ’cause it’s me time (woo)
i be doin’ dirt in my free time (woo)
it’s always over money ’cause i need mine (woo)
got her legs spread like a peace sign (stand up)
stop actin’ like you never gave head in the nissan (woo)
[outro]
woo
woo

- jim jones taylor ricard dilla illa lyrics

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