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the motto[lil twist version] - lil twist lyrics

[verse 1: lil twist]
bottle after bottle, model after model
spending all this paper like i hitin the lotto
all i know is yolo, n-gga, that’s the motto
lil pio told me, “get em,” and i told him that i got ‘em
and i got ‘em every day, every day
bad b-tch and she gon f-ck me every way, never stay
once i hit it, then i’m dipping that-a-way, that-a-way
young n-gga from the bottom and i never had a way
i really went from whipping 62′s to whipping 62′s
ain’t none of my n-ggas crip, and we giving n-ggas the blues
we buying they hoes bags, getting they b-tches shoes
you wondering why she ain’t f-cking, we winning, n-gga you lose
yeah, i’m flexing
i pull up in a ghost, hundred on my necklace
and all my diamonds clear, they vvs’ing
i turn into a toilet on these n-ggas, they bs-ing
two fingers, did it on ‘em
hold up, i really sh-tted on ‘em
i dropped dreamchaser and i made a milli on ‘em
it don’t matter what city i’m in, i’m going philly in ‘em
with my red p hat, n-gga you know we back
i’m going to houston, i heard that’s where they cheap at
i done put them percs down, think i’m ’bout to relapse
just to give her dope d-ck and ask her for some feedback
like “shorty, do you love this d-ck?
you know who you f-cking with?”
grab her by her weave, smack her -ss like you f-cking b-tch
don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government
but she gon’ get this d-ck and chew me up just like some double mint
check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof
bad b-tches waving at me, real n-ggas salute
i ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth
and i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew
i’m in the air b-tch, diamonds clear b-tch
took off my rollie and got on some audemeer sh-t
i hear these haters talking, but i don’t hear sh-t
‘cause we get them bricks and stack them up just like a pyramid

y’all n-ggas talk like b-tches do
same n-ggas in the district giving interviews
i got k!llers on my team that’ll get at you
for a brick or two, really put an end to you

[verse 2: lil pio]
black 3 cement, sag jeans sittin -low
effortless flow, a couple sum’n a show
youngin is 21, we playing [?]
probably f-ck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers
put that sh-t on whatever, we running another summer
liquor, lot of bottles, tab – you know i got it
spend a night up at diamonds, ain’t tricking if you got it
designer sh-t, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest
obama sh-t on my arm, a presidential, you got it?
get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them
n-ggas who work too hard to not show it off via flossing
double m g harder than anything that you part of
this professional ball, the best you n-ggas
yea i’m on that ball sh-t, boy you with that soft sh-t
‘fore he hit the room, hear the “vroom!” from the porsche b-tch
“on that yamaha, pardon me, that’s lil twist and ymcmb”
she say she is not a groupie, “i just wanna speak to them!”
you lying though, you tryna go
apply smoke and watch the motherf-cking pride go
these little b-tches is little b-tches, we never love ‘em
to all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle
i’m trying to go though, y’all already know though
stepping on ‘em, they slept on us
whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused
a message to my opponent: they better off trying to clone us
keep her in chanel while your b-tch is like an l
when she out, you looking in?, all she need is like an l
that’s why i never trust a ho, no never me
i just wanna get some head, maybe -ss ‘fore i leave
f-ck a beef, keep it moving, she easily influenced
you n-ggas keep sleeping, you gon’ need to meet [?]
i can’t stand no motherf-cking hoover
i’ma keep the reefer, you can have the hookah
versace, medusa, i probably, abuse it
around me, my crew, your b-tch probably throw two up
party with b-tches that throw parties too much
we skip right to f-cking, they call you that dulush
and what, deuce up

- lil twist lyrics

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