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[Verse 1:] 2 shots of whatever 2 shots of whatever It's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together I could probably do better, but probably's like never I'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser Goons in this bitch, leave a nigga on a stretcher It's all there, papa, you ain't even got to measure Laughing at how my old bitches look jealous Well what goes around comes around: propellers Money Over Bitches - MOB, goodfellas Cut her ears off, ain't shit she could tell us Write your name on the bullet, that's a fuckin love letter If I ain't a trending topic, I'm a fucking trend-setter [Hook: Lil Wayne] I'm on 2 shots of whatever 2 shots of whatever It's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together I could probably do better, but probably's like never I'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser [Verse 2:] If you're scared, go to church, Mason Betha Sometimes the paper chase could be like chasing a leopard The pussy wetter, wetter than it's ever been SongtexteBut she gone probably try to cross the line like a Mexican I ain't on that bullshit Shawty fine as fuck though, now she kiss me on my neck I hope she ain't cut-throat Cut down on the syrup cause it made me fuck slow Shoot so many times I'm a choke off the gunsmoke Life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain Pay me no mind but I don't have change I cock back and aim at your membrane Broad day, no mask, close range You can get 2 shots from wherever You can get 2 shots from whoever It be like a puzzle tryna put you back together I should probably do better but probably, whatever... [Verse 3:] Your bullshit is stinking up the place Me no tick (Jamaican) Can't let these bitch niggas slide and touch base I make her cum so many times, call her "nutcase" It's Young Money baby, take your clothes off Give me them three holes: bowling ball 2 shots of whatever Keep them bitches coming and she can get whatever I'm on 2 shots of whatever 2 shots of whatever It's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together I could probably do better, but probably's like never I'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser 2 shots of whatever 2 shots of whatever Aus Songtexte Mania