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lirik lagu two shots – lil’ wayne

[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 b-tch, leave a n-gg- on a stretcher
it’s all there, papa, you ain’t even got to measure
laughing at how my old b-tches look jealous
well what goes around comes around: propellers
money over b-tches – mob, goodfellas
cut her ears off, ain’t sh-t she could tell us
write your name on the bullet, that’s a f-ckin love letter
if i ain’t a trending topic, i’m a f-cking trend-setter

[hook:]
i’m on 2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever
man 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 p-ssy wetter, wetter than it’s ever been
but she gone probably try to cross the line like a mexican
i ain’t on that bullsh-t
shawty fine as f-ck though, now she kiss me on my neck
i hope she ain’t cut-throat
cut down on the syrup cause it made me f-ck slow
shoot so many times i’mma choke off the gunsmoke
life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain
pay me no mind but i don’t have change
i c-ck back and aim at your membrane
broad day, no mask, close range

you can get 2 shots from wherever
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 bullsh-t is stinking up the place
me no tick (jamaican)
can’t let these b-tch n-gg-s slide and touch base
i make her c-m 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 b-tches coming and she can do 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

- kumpulan lirik lagu lil wayne