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lirik lagu 411 – twista

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[chorus – 2x]
why you all in my business
why you really really want to know the 4-1-1
is it cause that my game’s tight
i can scoop a b-tch and f-ck her on the same night

[verse 1: high beam]
it was a, sat-rday evening bout seven at night
white t, white thongs pockets feeling alright
i got a, call from one of my carmel chicks
she said i mean be careful i think they talking on some hate sh-t
despite the talk of the town, i’ma be there
for 45 minutes when you hear the h-rn come down
and when she climbed in, i received a kiss and a hug
in a minute take off your shoes on a white persian rug
wave your number rolling going to get bent
why they sure call thugs mugging i see him right through the tent
he had the nerve enough to tap on my gl-ss
but he ain’t had enough light to peek in but i almost blast his -ss
is it cause that i’m known to bust
so quick to b-mp a bad b-tch that y’all known to trust
so when you see me on them thangs in the cadillac truck
man don’t even know me when you see your b-tch in the back or front

[chorus – 2x]

[verse 2: todd nitty]
foul, god d-mn you hagging
sixteen block my wall you want to block my magic
now you wondering no what nitty be doing
while these b-tches trying to find out who am i scr-w-ng
and i’m so, sick and tired of the motherf-cking gossip
and i’m, sick and tired of the motherf-cking coppers
they actually post up at the end of my block
take a hoe from her spot just for trying to plot

(-cop voice-)

[todd nitty]
and i’m like, d-mn friendly why you all on me
man i’m out here slanging records sh-t i stopped selling weed
tell me, are you mad cause you see what i drive
or are you checking out these broads with the big -ss thighs
it be my main b-tch, getting on my last nerves
closest now to the edge from getting kicked to the curb
she got a homegirl, all up in her hair
maybe they just meant my hair’s longer than her’s

[chorus – 2x]

[twista]
and i’m, sick of them haters that be all in my sh-t
everytime i turn around somebody always be talking bout twist
want to know who got a baby by me, what does he drive, where my tip
be all in my bidness because they heard that i’ve been b-mping they chick
i ain’t no lie, if i scoop your b-tch up
i will, if i get scratch from her
fold it up, if i tell her bend over
she won’t get up, if i give up the bunch
what you need to know fo’, you the player po-po
steady beeking and poking paranoia smoking on too much doe-doe
creeping all in my bid’ no since i first splurged on a rego
i got birds when i see you, i’m starting to think you work for them people
hurt ’em when i tell ’em, i think you better ease up, cause everybody
know you no g when it come to the money put some g’s up
until you hip lock and freeze up, you might as well
turn around and go like the other way when i see you

[chorus – 2x]

[high beam]
see me riding real slick thick and rolling on thangs
got the misses and the b-tches wanna know my name
they want to know what i’m on
get the f-ck up out of mine homie go on and get your own
riding slick with the cherry wood grain
in my big boy truck with the candy paint
why, b-tches giving me brain
i know you want to ball like me but you can’t
stay the f-ck up out my business man

[chorus]