Lyrics

Yeah you did it on purpose Yeah you're throwing my bag hope that shit was worth it Yeah that bitch is bad yeah I think I earned it And if they buy my stash imma go and burn it Yeah I pop off at the game in the tonka ya That's shit don't feel the same bitch I want it to Yeah I spin around till I'm getting dizzy I don't fuck with bitches less they are my twizzy Yeah I doing my motherfucking shit yeah that shit disturbing Yeah I live in the suburban You gotta feed me the ball like my nickname birdman I don't ride around town in a gini I am not make a wish I'm not a genie I don't fuck with the hoe she ain't my twizzy I don't got time to fuck wit you I'm busy Yeah I pop off at the game in the tonka ya That's shit don't feel the same bitch I want it to Yeah I spin around till I'm getting dizzy I don't fuck with bitches less they are my twizzy Yeah you did it on purpose Yeah you're throwing my bag hope that shit was worth it Yeah that bitch is bad yeah I think I earned it And if they buy my stash imma go and burn it Yeah I pop off at the game in the tonka ya That's shit don't feel the same bitch I want it to Yeah I spin around till I'm getting dizzy I don't fuck with bitches less they are my twizzy
Writer(s): Ronald Allison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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