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fall back (relax yourself) - twisted black lyrics

[intro: twisted black & dap]
(yep, yep, yep) yes, sir
(fall back, relax yourself) d*a*p
(n*gga) (hol’ up, hol’ up) twisted black
(n*gga) (wait a minute)
(we don’t know you) (uh) hm, 3r
(you can’t be runnin’ up on me all quick like that, sh*t) (and i don’t know you)
(yeah, yeah) you n*ggas don’t know nothin’ about this
(yeah, what?) still scarred 4 life, honey
(yeah, look) from doubt

[verse 1: dap]
all up in your perimeter (yeah)
d*a*p, physical lead teacher, get into curricular (uh)
activity with ya fiancée
big ol’ watermelon booty like beyoncé
get loose, take a sip of pimp juice (pimp juice)
roll behind somethin’ big and nice, full of wood and deuce*deuce
is my shoe size, play that thin
i got ’em hot and fresh out the oven, so say that thin
ask yourself, “is it funky?” (funky)
ain’t no use in me wastin’ time, get into it, and act a donkey
can’t no never mind a hater talk (hater talk)
f*ck all y’all, we ride while you haters walk
fall back, relax yourself, playboy (mm*hmm)
get a little wealth up out yourself, playboy
serious as cancer to your health, playboy
sco’ed me two chickens from the nestlé toll house, keebler elf, playboy
[chorus: dap, twisted black, both]
uh, you can say what you feel ’cause it’s okay (uh*huh)
we still grind for a mil’ each and every day (yes, sir)
your girl, i’m a tap her if she come my way
look out, playa, fall back, relax yourself (uh*huh)
when i’m in your city limits, rock a show on tour (yes, sir)
don’t be mad at me because my pockets is greener than yours (ouch)
so look out, let me do my chores
you haters need to fall back, relax yourself

[verse 2: twisted black]
how many y’all really feel you can fade me, dog? (huh)
by all means, never underestimate me, dog
i’m the epitome of go*get*it*ry, i’ve been bless to c*ck and then spit it free
think about it ‘fore you get at me (woo)
you know my m*o, ridin’ ’round with ammo
like a sporano, lookin’ to give a n*gga the blam*o
mama used to say, “lando, always handle your business
with a n*gga, even if squabbin’ in your sandle”
but y’all be sizin’ me up (huh), that be runnin’ me hot (mm*hmm)
quick to run in your spot, look at the gun that he got
you n*ggas must’ve forgot (mmm), the south side of the funk (mmm)
before you start draggin’ your words and poppin’ your trunk
i was rockin’ a bump, crack warm with chumps
pockets needed doctor’s assistance, they was catchin’ the mumps
you n*ggas think you wanna get at me? (uh*uh)
you better fall back and relax yourself, self
[chorus: dap, twisted black, both]
uh, you can say what you feel ’cause it’s okay
we still grind for a mil’ each and every day
your girl, i’m a tap her if she come my way
look out, playa, fall back, relax yourself (yeah, yourself)
when i’m in your city limits, rock a show on tour (on tour)
don’t be mad at me because my pockets is greener than yours (than yours)
so look out, let me do my chores
you haters need to fall back, relax yourself (yeah, uh, yeah, uh)

[verse 3: dap]
while you struggle and strive, we pick which benz to drive
i was conceived with plans to be live (mmm)
goridit*goridock (yeah, dop), chick magnet that’s why they (uh)
fliggery flock in exchange for c*ck (yeah)
they turnin’ big faces (faces), beggin’ they daddy to take ’em places (places)
but i won’t, p.i.m.p. on the daily basis (basis)
yeah, that’s how it’s happen
or we can get to clappin’, fall back, relax yourself

[verse 4: twisted black]
i can’t change, hood n*gga’s in my veins
i go against the grain just to get my change
i’ll box at the drop of a dime and if i lose
i’m comin’ back carryin’ nines, lookin’ for you
that’s the truth (uh), ask the n*ggas ’round my way
bet you they’ll co*sign every thing i say
are you sure? (huh) sure you wanna get with me?
you better fall back, relax yourself, self (uh*huh)
[chorus: dap, twisted black, both]
you can say what you feel ’cause it’s okay (it’s okay)
we still grind for a mil’ each and every day (each and every day, n*gga)
your girl, i’m a tap her if she come my way (if she come my way, i’m a tap her)
look out, playa, fall back, relax yourself (oh)
when i’m in your city limits, rock a show on tour (on tour)
don’t be mad at me because my pockets is greener than yours (yes, sir)
so look out, let me do my chores
you haters need to fall back, relax yourself

[outro: twisted black]
it was long overdue
twisted black and d*a*p
summer 2003
straight out the funk, baby
funkytown is that, man
we beast, baby
i’m takin’ ’bout literal
humanized zebras, man
humanized zebras
that mean we got stripes on us here, baby
that’s n*gga’s raw, man
d*a*p, man

- twisted black lyrics

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