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what y'all wanna do - twisted black lyrics

[intro: twisted black]
okay
now this where we put them broads in they place
keep ya foot in they face

[verse 1: twisted black]
we fo’ deep in the club, too stiff to shove
fo’ big bodies, valet, no scrubs
clean as a hypodermic needle in the package
linen head to toe in light colors, i’m the blackest
big block gators, size eight on my twinkle
thousand worth of twenties on top of fifty singles
swelled the knot up, y’all cats know the game
yeah, i’m out the ghetto, but i’m ghetto still the same
order me a drink, mind virgin is thе motto
look around the room, eyes gluеd on the guató
two thoroughbreds with weaves in they head
trottin’ toward us but deceivin’ is dead
i tell ’em, “bump it down, mama, this a private party
we ain’t in the mood for no connivin’ artist”
keep our foot on the broad like we supposed to
now what you chicks wanna do?

[chorus 1: twisted black, mike dollars & syi]
what y’all wanna do?
knock ’em down like a player supposed to
what y’all wanna do?
keep ’em comin’ up outta them clothes
what y’all wanna do?
do it live at the suite, yes, sir
what y’all wanna do?
spend my bread on a broad, wife her
what y’all wanna do?
get the money but don’t freak
what y’all wanna do?
smoke up all these cats’ sweets
what y’all wanna do?
keep ’em broke and on the streets
what y’all wanna do?
keep they neck under feet
[verse 2: syi]
i’m a get mine regardless, brown eyes, a taurus
guranteed you ain’t ready for it
’cause i don’t need a n*gga for a thing, thing
sendin’ me a second ass drink don’t appease me
$15 want me to drop drawers
kick back, playboy, i’m puttin’ you on pause
harder than that, the good kitty, kitty costs
and what? you ain’t know that you was dealin’ with a boss?
time for n*ggas, gotta keep my minds on my riches
’cause i’m on a mission to be the illest
chuck it up if you handlin’ ya business
ladies, put your hands up if you tired of a nothin’ ass n*gga
and yeah, you may really be a “g”
but be clear, don’t underestimate the pimp in me
you in the presence of a star, it’s a fee to see me
upgraded, sneak peak for free

[chorus 2: syi]
what y’all wanna do?
get the money but don’t freak
what y’all wanna do?
smoke up all these cats’ sweets
what y’all wanna do?
keep ’em broke and on the streets
what y’all wanna do?
keep they neck under feet
[verse 3: twisted black]
now hold on, lil’ mama, hush that noise
yeah, i see a n*gga should’ve brought you some toys
to play with (n*gga, i—) mama, don’t even say it
you ain’t runnin’ nothin’, honey, don’t even portray it
recognize a p to the i*m*p
(oh, you’s a pimp now?) yes, i am he
notice when i hit the club in the lotus
every broad in the perimeter gettin’ focus on me

[verse 4: mike dollars]
say black, let me holla at these broads for a second
magnify game and put it in perspective
when i fall up in the club, i got the best hand
broads be all up on your boy, askin’ me to dance
but i don’t dance, i just chill and get my boogie on
be at the bar tryna help some drunk coochie home
haters be shootin’ raw venom after one hoe
tryna block you out the block like mutombo
shoe said to burn the players tryna peel somethin’
treatin’ this gold*diggin’ tramp like a real woman
she ain’t sh*t when you could beep by bligin’ fo’ position
so why you trippin’, tryna put this girl in competition?
listen and learn as i open up a can of worms
how you think her broke ass be affordin’ perms?
suckers like you be providin’ ’em with luxury
but she ain’t there once they put yo’ ass in custody
take off the blindfold and see the girl for what she is
another tramp on welfare tryna support her kids
[chorus 1: twisted black, mike dollars & syi]
what y’all wanna do?
knock ’em down like a player supposed to
what y’all wanna do?
keep ’em comin’ up outta them clothes
what y’all wanna do?
do it live at the suite, yes, sir
what y’all wanna do?
spend my bread on a broad, wife her
what y’all wanna do?
get the money but don’t freak
what y’all wanna do?
smoke up all these cats’ sweets
what y’all wanna do?
keep ’em broke and on the streets
what y’all wanna do?
keep they neck under feet

- twisted black lyrics

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