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Twista
Twista


Background information
Birth name Carl Terrell Mitchell
Born November 27, 1973
Born place Chicago, Illinois, United States
Genre(s) Hip-hop
Years active 1990—present
Label(s) Atlantic Records
Capitol Records
Loud Records
Get Money Gang Entertainment
Website Website



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Twista Album


Category F5 (07/14/2009)
07/14/2009
1.
Misunderstood (feat. Buk)
2.
3.
Fire (feat. Lil Boosie)
4.
5.
Yellow Light (feat. R. Kelly)
6.
Walking On Ice (feat. Gucci Mane & OJ Da Juiceman)
7.
Wetter (Calling You Daddy) (feat. Erika Shevon)
8.
Billionaire (feat. Busta Rhymes)
9.
Yo Body (feat. Do Or Die & Johnny P.)
10.
11.
Gotta Get Me One (feat. Static Major)
12.
On Top (feat. Akon)
13.
14.
Wanna See 'Em Buss (feat. Liffy Stokes)
15.
*
Alright (feat. Kanye West; iTunes bonus track)
*
Read My Mind (iTunes bonus track)
*
Can't Live Without You (Best Buy bonus track)
*
Block Music (feat. Liffy Stokes, Skooda Chose & B-Hype; Best Buy bonus track)
*
Clappin' (Best Buy bonus track)
*
I Got People (feat. Speedknot Mobstaz; Best Buy bonus track)
. . .


Buk
Yea of course
Ok ok
They say its ? that I walk a fine line between good and evil cause it’s a fine time for me to be tryin to explain whats goin on inside my mind nigga I don’t see no other kind of solution to let this problems loose
Therepidic for music its sort a misuse to massage my ???
Sometimes I cant help myself, myself got a mind of its own, but can not accept this jeff then jeff???
Both supposed to be occupying the same time and the same space , but no just me goin outta my sane mind

Twista
They don’t really wanna us to feel what the fuck is goin with that motherfucker twista is the nigga off the pill is he off the wack is he off ???
The nigga fixin to kill misunderstood because I??
I leave a nigga body bloody like passions of Christ with a mask in the night oh pass me the mic
If its prophecy the first should be last
I am the future you are primitive
Mopheus I’m a scorpion these shoes are venomous the new artilisrist
And you don’t really wanna start from genesis
And you don’t really wanna spark the nemisis
You lose a crucifix I put you wanted for murder boy you don’t wanna bring darkness into this

Buk
Yea
All hoes ?? then you can feel my pain

Chorus
Im a misunderstood nigga(tell em why) cause im kinda like kurt cobain.
An expert on pain

. . .


American gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta

(Verse)
Chi-town bred
Cuz I gotta rep my city to the death
Annialate them till I dont see nothin left
Remember I spit it for the bitches
Now im spittin for the thugs
Hat cocked to the right
Hat cocked to the left
Brotha its a formal
Its a focus on ya chest
I spit it for the lords, and the for the folks and for the crips and for the bloods
Im like an american dream
Role to the green, with the souls and the breeds and the cobras a kings and the 2-16
Millimeter bullets from the niggas that
Tryin to do opposite.
They dont really wanna see how phyco I can get
I dont really see a mutha fucka stoppin this
Tryin to come at u and the apocalypse
.40 cal will have ya screamin, I dont wanna die
I am becomin nauseous with the fake thugs
So its love
To the real G's and all the boss's
To the niggas in the caller case
That got into it big
To get wut nobody gave us
We was born into this system, so dont be mad at what u made us.
Pull the pistol and cock it and bust in the sky
One time for the U.S, for turnin my niggas to gangstas cuz gettin money is what they do best.
Hard to fight like i ever did like Al Capone
Gangsta's is boss's,
K-town is the mutha fuckin hood, the Rock is the company, come and step into my office.

(Chorus)
American gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta
(Verse)
Forever see me in a lack
Got work but ya never see me in a pack
A mutha fucka said he never seen me with a strap
And I heard a mutha fucka say he dont see me in the hood.
Lil nigga I dont see u, cuz homie my hood is worldwide, and gettin money is wut we do.
Make ya knee joints lock when I freak u
Hit the 3 point shot like Hedo
Turkoglu up in the game
U killin the game like pac, nigga we point glocks like he do, see u.
No one will recognize im the maker of the Midwest
Im like for real?
Controversy in the middle....
I guess im like shaquille.
U can go on feel like ya feel
Nigga kno the hands I like to kill
But if u can hit me with the bangs
Lil cheap for shit, lets strike the deal
Got my phycos in the city rollin wit me
Always ready busta cap at the king like duuu.
I can bury ya bodies like an animal
Because im a cannibal, I eat a nigga like food.
Rippin thru ur flesh so I can devour the heart
Music is my playground, but if the rappin dont get u, I hit this head with the back of the pistol until this bitch nigga lay down.
And no competition I had to be fuckin a twig?
Whoever comin for me gangsta, ima get it everytime I wanna get it. im living proof
Its a category F5.

American gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta, U.S hustla
Home of the brave and in god we trust
Im just a American gangsta

. . .


Now i know it's been a long time since a muthafucka done made a good song about reefa
And who better for you to handle this then a tidanamo with analys of the cannabis sativa
Go and get a pillow and a cigerillo if i know it's the killa i'm yellin roll one up joe
Open the backwood up trippin on me cause i was sloppy i better get fucked up though
I be smokin 4 diffrent kinds of kush its the best of me especially the purple and the og
But ya'll might call it the granddad rather safer and take a pull slowly
I ledge low ain't no doubt about it that somebodys gon peep me
Go ahead and ride i think i'mma chill because i'm kinda sleepy
Me and my niggas in my crew will get into it now we be at odds hardly
Cause we smokin on a ounce of the ganja that bob marley
Me a rock to the reggaemusic whenever me feel the spliff workin
Kill off in dem rudeboy fin take away my herb when the herbs in
chorus
smokin on dat fire(smokin on dat fire)
puffin on dat dro(puffin on dat dro)
kush weed gets me higher(kush weed gets me higher)
and da diesel get me blowed(and da diesel get me blowed)x2

smell good,let me hit dat
blow kush wit Ball&Mjg
smoke haze,i use to a seagal
freeway put me on to da backwoods
and bleek introduced me to diesel
and snoop turned me on to the chronic,smokin it i was feelin bionic,lookin at me rollin a blunt and im huffin and puffin and i cant get enough of this stuff,am i loosin my logic,you can smell all of my folicals and imma follow you cuz of da dro,but if it aint,im call my autobile,i be gettin nothin but love cuz i be smokin da bud,its lookin like its from a high time auto particles i be grindin up wit da hash and i put some on yo blunt if you come up wit da stash,so take it to the head its a gift from coupe but if i share it wit a bitch,imma be fuckin her ass,stay havin sessions and my ends is plenty,so when im smokin my friends is wit me,make em feel da slow breeze cuz i blow trees like da windy city,let me call up da weed man cuz if we out,then shit we on it,me and you can hook up and go get an ounce and i got 250 on it

smokin on dat fire(smokin on dat fire)
puffin on dat dro(puffin on dat dro)
kush weed gets me higher(kush weed gets me higher)
and da diesel get me blowed(and da diesel get me blowed)x2

Boosie
extra blowed,top floor in the double tree in dis chi-town winter smokin dis kush shit back to back
got me rippin track to track like webbie say where dat real at,dat one hit and you feel dat,i know imma dog i then smoke train ? betta yet,imma smoke til it hurt my chest,on da east coast they feed me man,kilt me wit dat diesel man,got me in new york eatin everything,dade county jamaican kush,thick to da bag(yeah)put my whole click on his ass,dont like to brag,but i smoke,choke on the best of the best,i be high as giraffe pussy when im up in the west,i chopped and tired im so high,i then smoked dat biscuit,smell good let me hit dat,dats why michael phelps did dat

smokin on dat fire(smokin on dat fire)
puffin on dat dro(puffin on dat dro)
kush weed gets me higher(kush weed gets me higher)
and da diesel get me blowed(and da diesel get me blowed)x2
smell good,let me hit dat

. . .


(chorus X2)
Talk to me
Thats the only way I can find out whats going on

Now how and the fuck am I supposed to Know whats goin on
You nowin the truth but you steady just be holdin on
You harboring feelings but you don't be tellin me
when you be see'n me would it be better if we was hollin on the phone
They tellin me you got a problem, if its a cancer
Baby the twista got tha cure that can solve it I got the answer
too many guys, too many guns
plenty muscle when i hustle
you think a nigga was takin enhancers
we need to holla and get it resolved like gentelmen
because if we don't i got those the turn niggas feminine
i'ma pursue when i pop it to'em they're goin to be choppin and screwin as if i swallowed a bottle of benalyn
i'ma just goin to end up and dumpin if we just don't holla bout somethin
because you just might makin a plot to come murder me
oh, your word to be, open heart surgery
yeah you got a white t but i'ma be turnin motherfucka burgundy
I think there's a better way that we can handle this
so sit down and talk at the table, we got to be adamant
takin a ride, and choppin it up in the phantom
as two niggas breakin it down like an analyst off the with cannabis
he say, she say
a nigga was steady be hearin the bogus remarks
thought i was goin to have to go get it when it get dark
we talked about it, shit squashed

(chorus)
Now how will i ever be knowin about when struggles arrive
if you don't be open enough to let me see inside
right on the surface of things you thinkin that he's still alive
but since he's been incarcerated his spirit has died
he's sittin off up in the county while he goin be fightin a case
i'm seein the pain cause i'm lookin him right in his face
never got caught off for pushin a bird
now he goin be lookin and 30 for murder
even though he ain't on the tape
soon as he got locked up I had to visit him early
the truth was the homies and none of those niggas was worthy
he gave me my game and told me how bitches'll burn me
damn, i want to kill of the district attorney
the loser aka the prosecuter was a steady accuser
of my boy as bein around as the number one shooter
they sayin that the evidence is a rueger, a steady pursuer
what it do and make you disappear like the bermuda triangle
why dangle a weapon in front of the court that i know he won't use
now you in deep shit
now i just gotta go pay off my lawyer's retainer
homie gonna have a better defense
and i know that you ain't really feel like talkin about it
you want your freedom and just to put it past you
this is the only way that we can fight'em, dawg
so me and my lawyer goin sit down and ask you

(Chorus)

. . .


hey hey heeeyy hey.
HEY! HEY!
sometimes i go fast
sometimes i just stop
sometimes i take it slow, when i let the sex drop
but most of the times i go qu qu qu qu quick
when im hittin that shit, and she like it, she like it
but tonight she said she dident want to go too fast,
and tonight she said she want me to take my time
so, i took her down and asked her if she liked that, and she say hell yea
then i started to hit it from the back said its cool and she said hell yea.
she said ohh baby just take controll baby as long as you take it slow baby
and we can hit it all night baby
she gave me the green so i had to go
start screamin my name on the window
and everytime i start goin real fast, she looked at me and said

yellow light
HEY
yellow light
HEY
yellow light
HEY
yellow light
gota slow it down
yellow light
HEY
yellow light
HEY
yellow light
gota slow it down

I told her that I want to beat it up fast
So mama let me know when your down
Tonight she dont want a drill section
she wanna feel it so she told me to take it sloww
im so used to mackin it pokin it back to back
when i attackin it i wanna go n get inn
she blew the whistle like *whistle* be still
hold it in now roll it in
she lifted her pumps to hold my face
because she want me to control my pace
she said she wanna feel it all
slidin through the wiffles of the walls
cause the feelin was too cold to wait.
well i can bring it
down to 50
down to 40
down to 30
any speed you want me to
i can do, for you.
shorty tell me how you want it
do you want the lambo ?
i give it to you like uhuhuhuhuh
when i do it baby.
or do you want the 64 ?
i give it you you like uh uh
when i do it baby
now i was thinkin i was all up in it right
but now she got me caught up at the light
i try to call it like
green too fast
red too slow
she want it in the middle so i gotta
yellow light.

. . .


CHORUS

Said we waling on ice
with our wrist like BRRR!
and our chain like AYE!
and our diamonds like OKAY!
and our cars be super fast
and we smokin up that ganz
Twista, Juiceman, Gucci man we get that cash

REPEAT CHORUS

*TWISTA*

Now when I spit it for the niggas and the bitches,
I be coming with a flow and it be so bizarre
kick ass like Bruce Lee
cause I've got diamonds like - Woo taa!
And the cush is like - Woo taa!
And the cars is like - woooooo!
My sound effects make um' say YOU'S A MUTHA FUCKIN FOOL

You can tell from the streets, I got love from and I'm fresh,
And you can't take it,
You can tell from the neck, I'm plugged yes I'M IN THE MATRIX

OJ and GUCCI, tell me who that nigga right there that been seen wit' ya,
Named after the car, so call me PEARL-TANGERINE-TWISTA,

If she is my chiba
Then she is my fiance,
My Nina's a Diva,
So I call her Beyonce
My chain got me leaning, so I call it a Bombay,
My watch is conceited, so I call it a KANYE!

CHORUS x2

*GUCCI MANE*

I'm smokin' on that Ganja like a Rasta,
Jewelry sIck my Jeweler need a doctor,
Your not my type of hype
Girl you look like MUNSTA!

Head game lame Gucci man a flunk ya,
Candy ice game, thuggin' since a yungsta,
Candy watch game, watch like Willy Wonka,
Don't make me tell my nigga Woo (Woo da kid) to trunk ya,
A wakaflaka flames to DOUBLE-PUMP YA

COMMA, COMMA, COMMA,
Boy go win ya BANKS up!
Me and Juiceman, let's go buy some more stuff!
Fuck a broad man, we down to put the house up!
Put your hood up, THEN STEP YOUR GAME UP!


CHORUSx2

*OJ THE JUICEMAN*

Alaska and Atlanta, Fo rings shawty
Three chains swang,D-U-B's on my charger
Yes im a STUNTER,and im doing NUMBERS!
Right Wrist NASTY, left wrist DUMBER!
I spunt (spent) the whole hunderd (hundred) on a neckless and a Hummer!
Ballin' like a Nba Star wit dem commas,
Chain like Karate Kid, kicking white diamonds,
Wax on Wax off, DAMN MY DIAMONDS SHININ'
Pull up in that Gray thang, 28 Asanti's,
Fo pockets full cuz Juiceman get dat money,
Six cell phones 2 trap spots Bunkin
Yung Juiceman blowing pounds of dat FUNKY!

CHORUSx2

. . .


(Erika)
I'm callin ya daddy (daddy)
Can you be my daddy (daddy)
I need a daddy (daddy)
Won't you be my daddy (daddy)

Come and make it rain down on me
Come and make it rain down on me

Verse 1 (Twista)
Now come and kick it with the Twista
Black Caddy, Mack Daddy,
With a hoe up in the back seat
With the '97 pimp flow
Gotta feelin when you smokin
When I flip it to a track speed ?
Talkin about a beautiful figure
Astonishing as greek mythology
Body be just like a girl in uh..
What's that movie? nevermind
Let me enter your atmosphere
As you enter my world
And lemme touch that booty
I can't believe that your momma that cold
Her daughter got such an astonishing soul
You need a modeling role
Still a playa know you got it
When you climbin from the bottom
To the top of that pole
Cause you can pop and control
Your fatty's so accurate
When I'm smackin it
It's makin me say
"What I gotta do to get with that?"
When it come to makin it rain,
I can get it wet
When it come to cuttin the monkey
I can get it wet
You gone see me to ya baby
You need a better man
Here come the politics,
I'ma be your weatherman
Cause everytime I'm lookin up
And I see more ass
I'ma constantly see
Rain in the forcast
This-a-way that-a-way
I'm flickin 5,000 ones
Or whatever you wanna call it
It's a celebration
You the champion
Here's the fetti confetti
Come on and get drunk
with the money hauler?

Chorus (Erika)
You done been good,
But you can do better
I done been wet,
But I can get wetter
Come and make it rain down on me
(x2)

Verse 2 (Twista)
But when I'm not for the feminine
And everybody that percieve with the hatred
I'ma teach them a lesson
I take shots of adrenneline
Cause thats the way I recieve immunization
Against the recession
I got the muscle off my hustle and flow money
An entrepenuer with ways to get more money
So don't be trippin whenever you see me throw money
Hah. It's just a little bit of show money
But if you want me to get it wet another ways
Then I'ma have to beat it up the first time I play with you girl
Touch your ears and your neck and play with your pearls
Then I reach up in your pants and play with you pearl?
When I lay you down you aint gotta be frontin or fakin
On me baby cause I know it takes the right touch
I ain't stoppin til you wet up the covers
Because I gotta keep on fuckin til I see a lot of white stuff
Now you got me excited I can't hold it
I'm feelin it coming I'm bout to let off an explosion
Let it ride when I see you I'm ? and shakin
When I touch your body you catchin convulsions
Thats when I know I'm doin what I'm supposed to
You chose me. I chose you.
Don't think I can get it wet? I told you
Come and let the Twist rain down on you

Chorus (Erika)
You done been good,
But you can do better
I done been wet,
But I can get wetter
Come and make it rain down on me
(x2)
I'm callin ya daddy (daddy)
Can you be my daddy (daddy)
I need a daddy (daddy)
Won't you be my daddy (daddy)

Come and make it rain down on me
(3X)

. . .


(feat. Busta Rhymes)

Caution and Velly (Caution and Velly)

[Chorus: Twista]
Been go go-getters, e'ryday money getter
Gotta make a billion, everyday go-getter
Donald Trump makin big money go-getter
Fast lane ridin, young stack of go-getters
He's a billion dollar boy, she's a billion dollar girl
Billion dollar boy, billion billion dollar girl
Billion dollar boy, billion billion dollar girl
He's a billion dollar boy, she's a billion dollar...

[Twista:]
Yeah we get that money, yeah we get that cash
E'ry day, all day, gotta make that cash
Got them haters everywhere tryin to plot on ya ass
That's why I keep the flash just to push they ass back
Twista gotta get that paper e'ry day
If you wanna play in them big league games
Stack yo' money to the sky all day
When you tryin to make a billion ain't no time for you to play

[Interlude: Twista]
Money money money, money money money
Favorite color green cause they like money
Money money money, money money money
Favorite color green cause they like money
Twista gettin dough, Twista gettin green
Countin them stacks, makin that cream
Twista gettin bread, Twista gettin presidents
Billion dollar mindstate, just for the hell of it

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes:]
We gettin A-rab money
Let's get this A-rab money, ay

I'm bilingual, I be freakin it in Spanish
I speak English but billions is my proper language
Funny you could wrap it like a mummy with a honey
And I'll make the people love me while they hug me with they money
And I'm always in a hurry just to come and cook it curry
Or bake, MORE CAKE, shinin like the day was sunny
And I knew the Lord love me, bless and bestow all upon me
While I embellish all in it, that's the basis of the story
Pardon all of my aggressions, still get it in a recession
And I got the antedote, you could pay me for the confession
And it's money in the air, hope you niggaz fill it up in here
YOU GOT IT? Let me show you how to be a billionaire

[Interlude]

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
Steppin in the spot, GMG is the team
We don't know about y'all but we stack our cream
Haters everywhere, we don't really care
When they be talkin that shit over here you know we don't play fair
He's a billion dollar boy, she's a billion dollar girl
Money money money is the root of all worlds
Never let it make you, make that money
G's on the Louie 13 gettin scummy

[Chorus]

. . .


Now when I touch on yo body babe,
(touch on yo body)
and when I grab on yo body babe
(when I grab on yo body babe)
when I feel on yo body babe,
(when I feel on yo body babe), I say(ooh)hellyeah.

Can i, re introduce myself for the city of the chi,west side aint it mayne.put some flame to the maryjane,down with the same thang with main in the left lane,peep game. put the duck in the ash tray,got on the freeway,sprayed a lil cologne on the car seats then I gotta up wit big d and six freaks,they was thick as hell,you understand me? I was sippin on patron about to fade out,got up wit lil ma, had the whole lick layed out.put the gucci on the doorseat.countin some mo gee's,the dice game damn near broke me.so im callin fo mo gees's and putting a pound of weed and four b's, my thumper and my door keys, walked up like she know me I gotta keep it moving cause she prolly be the police. so i, got turned tough told her to meet me in the range rove we aint gettin money so I gotta go and change clothes bumped out wit the same hoes,tonight we in the hotel cause I got it in the mainfloor. all them looking good, but I wanna hit the main fo what you think im spittin game for? cause I talk alotta spots andale,andale,andale,cha cha.

CHORUS: I gotta beg for yo body,
gurl I need yo body,
i see you wit my body every time I see yo body,
i say ooh ooh.
If ? was a car, girl you'd be a phantom,
yo ass and yo titties,aint no tellin if I had them what i'd do (ooh)

I was chose in this game,to be a cold mothafucka with the fe's and the lad's.now let the roof all down while im gettin good ol' head,smoke the trees in the back.you see the mix with the jewels and the stacks, dont try to pull it, I got goons wit the gaps. my money long like a python, makes yo bitch say fuck it, ima roll wit the mack. B-low gettin all that dough, B-low gon pimp them hoes, B-low gettin all that show, and my meat gon touch the floor. mothafucka, get on ?SPIt ROW?.like I said you already know; P-O-P-I-M-P.

CHORUS: I gotta beg for yo body,
gurl I need yo body,
i see you wit my body every time I see yo body,
i say ooh ooh.If ?
was a car, girl you'd be a phantom,
yo ass and yo titties,aint no tellin
if I had them what i'd do (ooh)

Gurl, you got a bangin body like a Bugatti.she got work like a cooking pot.(oh!) she got legs like a potential hit (yes!) and a frame like a workin car. but who the one the women lookin spectacular fo?, who the one that got the bump in the back of the truck? who the one that saw the body wit the booty of a Maserati while im in the party way back in the club. you be kinda reminding me of my gee princess, so I gotta say majesty when I say that. and when I see the way the fatty lookin from way back,you be kinda reminding me of a maybach. you be the type I know I mite kiss,and if I flow it right I know im so righteous.and if you wanna try and get as lyrical like the twist; you gotta flow li-li-li-li like this.so now ima go to the back,get a cup fill it up wit the drank when I mack on a hoe.triple it up cause wen I get out I wanna cut cause im twist and imma kick that spectacular flow.|now I spit you with the kind of glory|,know its kinda gory when I come out of the laboratory,lets ride.
Aint no fuckin wit the twista,jp,do or die,you are now wit the category f5.

CHORUS: I gotta beg for yo body,
gurl I need yo body,
i see you wit my body
every time I see yo body,
i say ooh ooh.If ?
was a car, girl youґd be a phantom
yo ass and yo titties,aint no tellin
if I had them what i'd do (ooh)

Now when I touch on yo body babe
(touch on yo body)
and when I grab on yo body babe
(when I grab on yo body babe)
when I feel on yo body babe
(when I feel on yo body babe), I say(ooh.)

. . .


Chorus
Break it down slow, Take it down ohh
Said I'm a hustla by any means boy I don't play
If they don't give me what I wants I goes the other way
I'm ridin dirty, dirty im ridin swore to god I'ma ball each day
So come prepared I aint neva scared they gone let my ?

Yea!

Twista
I got whatever you want I got whatever you need I'm a hustla from the sha I can flip that
Billion dolla niggas with the billion dolla looks when them niggas got kush ?
Used to be able to come up off it?
Used to be able to get elbow for the 6 now mother fuckers want 8 (shit)
I'm supposed to honor number but I know a nigga who a killa who don't give a damn might just
come at you for the ? I'ma have to do you in cause you chargin me middle man prices
I remember when we to break the bitch now it's a recession we got to wait for the lick
For the kush they want 6 for the ounce and they want 28 for the brick
Now how the fuck am I gonna get rid of these them two I'm hopin them go soon
Dude said he cant cop em I want too much and I don't even ? no room
I gotta get it how I gotta get it even if I'm breakin down (dope) Break it down (slow) Take it down (oh)

Chorus
Said I'm a hustla by any means boy I don't play
If they don't give me what I wants I goes the other way
I'm ridin dirty, dirty im ridin swore to god I'ma ball each day
So come prepared I aint neva scared they gone let my?

Twista
Rollin with a pistol ?? In a room at the Ramada getting down in the streets
Hustlin hard takin what you can get , but you steady reminiscing on 50,000 a week
A playa mode is about how to look good and different methods on how to cut that hoe
Hustle mode is if the cocaine cook good and different methods on how to cut that dough
Had to ? because it used to be cool you trusted him and now you gotta go to court
Cause he gave you the money and when he drove off he called you and told you he was short
That's some shit that could've got you killed listen to it when the rap tunes real
Put the bitch on the plane with a couple of pounds that you cant smell cause its vaccum sealed
Take off a quarter then smoke in order they choke I cut it open they collapse from the scent
Pop it all off for 600 an ounce I'm get to smoke for free and get back what I spent
I gotta get it how I gotta get it even if I'm breakin down (dope) Break it down (slow) Take it down (oh)

Chorus
Said I'm a hustla by any means boy I don't play
If they don't give me what I wants I goes the other way
I'm ridin dirty, dirty im ridin swore to god I'ma ball each day
So come prepared I aint neva scared they gone let my?

. . .


(What happened to the slow jamz in the club)
Category F5,Twista,Static

(Static)Chorus
Yeah,gatta get me one,gatta get me one yeah,so I can creep up on her,so I can ease up on her,so I can get touch and feelin',put a dip in ya back and get me one slow jam.
Yeah,gatta get me one,gatta get me one yeah so I can creep up on her,
everybodys tryna get wit somethin,can I get one slow jam.

(Twista)Verse 1
When it come to ballin' I do it wit no hands,left the Lambrogini at home and took the Broham(damn) I think the club finna close man, but I be the Twista you know how I be doin' it wit the slow jamz,take a look at the shawty chillin' by the dow man,I'm really into her perssona cause she don't be takin' drama but she thick when I ask her where she get then she say she get it from her momma,so I think I'ma,pop champain cause the glass tall,the bar tender said it was the last call,I told her give it to me fast so we can slow dance and I can put my hands on her ass,(yes)and she like it when I,hold and grip control them hips,and you know I like it when she get low and dip,plenty swagga when she move slow and sip,when they cut the lights on you gon roll wit the Twist,lookin' so lovely in the fit you gat on,but it don't matta if you was in a dress or you in some jeans,fragrence by addidas,purse from anotha country,look at you girl you doin' yo thing,everybody leavin' wit somebody and I gatta get me somebody so I be doin' what I do,gatta get me one too,before the night go I tell the mistro thats yo que.

(Static)Chorus

(Static)Hook
On my way to the floor,baby hold on to my shoulders,girl I wont let you fall,just hold on to my shoulders.

(Twista) Verse 2
She was lookin' nice,to hot for the carveya she a melt the ice,lil mamma kinda like Rihanna she was livin' the life,she be given advice,but just to have an orgasm she gatta get a device,whats that for,is ya man a boy,cause he don't know how to give you what you here for,I think I gatta show you what the pilot get for,and the question is what I whisper in ya ear for,you nasty,love be on top,mad if I pop,if you miss the drop,you nasty,how you made me choke you,told me I can put it anywhere I want to,sex so good she do it wit no hands,I met you while the dj was playin' the slow jam,as soon as we got into it into my slow dance its the beginnin' is when I was feelin' the romance,now I be Twista wit the super tight flow one might go thats so cute,I gatta get me one befo the night go I tell the mistro thats yo que.

(Static)Chorus

(Static)Hook

(Static)Hook 2 x2

What happened to the slow jamz in the club,the dj don't play them anymore,I used to meet the ladies on the floor and we_____for the dj to play one.

. . .


I like to watch your body move
when your riding on top on top on top on top, eh
I like to watch your body move
when your riding on top on top on top on top

moving them hips riding ever so slowly
acting so grown and sexy
you know what i wanna see
I like to watch your body move
when your riding on top on top on top, on top eh

. . .


Twista (Twista)
Uh, Yea, F5 (Baby)
Wassup lil' mama (tasty), you know when I see you up in that SLR, and take you to the 5 star Terry
Its about too

[Chorus]
Jump Off (girl you can get it)
Jump Off (whenever your ready)
Jump Off (go ahead and let it)
Jump Off (yea girl I said it)
Jump Off (fuckin' get it)
Jump Off (I am so ready)
Jump Off (time that we let it)
Jump Off (yea boy I said it)

[Verse 1]
I gotta couple of stacks
I gotta couple of sacks
I gotta couple of blunts
I gotta cup of patron
I'm feelin the fuck in the zone, lookin for a girl that'll let me get up in their thongs (uh)
damn I don't know what's up on the beat
when I'm lookin at em' I can see that everyone of them thick
they all wanna find out who a nigga comin to get, because the hummer is slick and they want some of the dick. (uh)
do you see the twista comin' around? I'm always thumpin the ground, for a woman a bound, and I be runnin with hounds and we be huntin em' down, and when I catch em' you know that I'ma be bustin em' down. (then I)
run off (hot girls I gots to)
bump off (who aint scared to leave me)
slumped off (she make sure I get my)
nut off (and thats why I love her)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
hustle mode I'm a cookin a brick
and a form of killer mode then im thumpin a clip
and a form of party mode I'ma stomach a fifth
and if I feel freaky mode then im fuckin a bitch (uh)
I love hoes that be ready to holla, when I pull up on em in a black chevy impala.
gotta get em if they lookin bottom heavy and Prada
and they will feel to get dollars, if they be ready to swallow (uh)
who be hittin the after party we lightin em' up
and whoever rollin with me is gon' have to get buck
I need somebody I can call in the mornin for sex, I need somebody I can call up after the club
come off (with them drawers and then I)
bust off (in them drawers and get me)
one off (straps over nothin)
jump off (when I'm rollin with mine)

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]
I score the pussy like a touchdown, cuz she can jump off, I'm gonna touch now
that aint a bad thing, you gotta trust me baby, yous a busty baby, you a bust down (uh)
somebody who can get up any good time off the night
actin like a fiend when she be grabbin the pipe
smokin green while you servin the white
she lookin conservative tight, but never nervous to fight (uh)
I got the head hunters thats comin to get me
suckin on the dick until it was formin a hickey
me and her be like servin the soda or
mix enough of the formula 44 with the formula 50
skunked off (I'm crunk cuz I got me)
one off (I cant hear like I cut the)
chrome off (I'm feelin like I got my)
drunk on (and thats why I love her)

[Chorus x2]

. . .


The cars are so sick.
mine to make you vomit.
maroon forc field goupin lining on the stomache.
6 inches on the lift the whole coppy squad,
no story short, i customized every body part.
So these niggas be haten they stay so envious of me.
Cause i keep bad bitches and they be with hiddeous hunnies.
In my city its ugly. they so greedy its scummy,
you got to be on point when i step out look as pretty as money.
you want these rocks and these carrots but you cant get none of that. your gonna get rocked and embarrassed cause i gotta gun for that.
and i got 'em mobbin i cant let you stop the mission
i got dreams of makin billions like a crooked politician.
if i have to ima murder. hit 'em with the rock then the paper.
i got a fully automattic droppin from the window in the way back then youll be on the pavement,
if i gotta feed my family ima sacrafice my body,
you already know ill be goin kamakazee.
cause you dont wanna see 'em buss.
these young niggas dont give a fuck.
i got the thumpa in the trunk. get your strap if your gonna ride then run up.
or get sent to an early grave for tryin to act tough. (twice)
now what you know about reccession...... baby mamma stressin.........

. . .


somebody in here it's ur birthday x3
everybody move like it's ur birthday
birthday
mama dance on ur birthday
mama go break it down on ur birthday
birthday
x8
celebrate girl nobody can compare with you
birthday in January s she Aquarius
so they say they say that pussy got miles like Darius
but she look better then most chicks in her area
shorty don't wanna like me like g
only fucking with the thugs and the white g's
birthday February so im pieces
its the fish tales in long island ice teas

. . .


Chorus:

Vrs1: uh, on a scale on one to ten what you rate yourself
here's some champaign hydrate yourself
i know im looking good you looking great yourself
i mean shittin on these bitches you should hate yourself
my style so cold i could skate myself
but i go so hard i can make it melt
i mean the flow so solar every bar
can power an eletctric car
my my my whips is side by side
hes just talking, mines outside
do you mind if i take ya on a test,
do you have all wheel drive?
and if that baby purr i goin to baby her
bitches gon hate and maybe worse
cuz your ice so burr,
i copped ya a baby furr
this da word,
i know u was unperpared (unprepared)
this is a whole new arena
see niggas come bout talking bout they make it rain
i make dat bitch katrina
mister kanye omari
wit my entourage no ari
in a motorcyle jacket no harley
she said dude thats cool, gnarly

Chorus:

Vrs2:Twista where you at abracadabra, did he vanish
Hurry up and come out
But I ain't want to panic
I say that I'm in the zone
But they don't understand it
Physically I'm here but mentally I'm on another planet
And it only kinda made ‘em look at me like I was stupider
Now they askin' which planet, is it Jupiter?
So I let the money show 'cause I know stacks could talk
I'm mackin' on bitches with my intergalactic thoughts
In my Mercedes Benz
Pull up on a chick and holla at her and her lady friends
Like as rich as an Arabian
I'm kickin' pure flows
Euros they pay me in
For what I put together in the dungeon
I'm lookin' for a UK chick with a nice onion
Never beat it up like Paul Bunyan
And I can't believe they let an American werewolf in London
Especially when drinking Gs with a tonic
Steady be trippin' while smokin' on the hydroponic
When I spit it like this they be callin' me bionic
Kanye with the Twist, nigga, how ironic
And I'm astonished haters don't wanna see me on
They wanna know how Twista get the easy dome
Swag off the chain, 23s be chrome
Artful Dodgers with the Yeezys on
Gone

Chorus:

I'm blowin' on flame but yours is all white
And I'ma pull up in the Bentley all white
Step up in the club with nothing but all dykes
Sippin' on some Louis and partyin' all night
Phony-ass people, I don't feel they demeanor
So I hop in the rocket and go and chill over Venus
One of rap's heroes, who came from zero
Makin' something out of nothing, call me Gilbert Arenas
Now I'm fuckin' with divas that rock the stadiums
Blow my brains back 'til my face be numb
I am the shit: It don't make me numb
Rockin' wit a swagger like I got an eight-feet gun
And my flow be colossal 'cause I spit the impossible
Whether with rhythm or any tibble (?) I can do
See through a prism when I conquer an obstacle
And always get money no matter how illogical
I follow through because, uh

Chorus

. . .

Read My Mind

[No lyrics]

. . .

Can't Live Without You

[No lyrics]

. . .

Block Music

[No lyrics]

. . .

Clappin'

[No lyrics]

. . .

I Got People

[No lyrics]

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