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Fool Wit It
Twisted Black
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I'mma tip my cup, I'mma blow my trees
I'mma tip my cup, I'mma blow
I'mma tip my cup, I'mma blow
I'mma tip my cup, I'mma blow my trees
I'mma ride twenty somethin' somethin's under my caprice
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
Stunt for the broads, catch hate from the guys
Still slam Caddi do's but now they suicide
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
Twisted Black half man, half beast wit it
White tee wit the penitentiary crease in it
You might catch me in some Air Force Ones
In the Benz and the plates say Air Force One
Little bitty street dude, known for my wordplay
Dr. Doolittle, I'm hearing what the birds say
Twisted, blow ya wig back like a hairdo
Bullet wound right up on my jaw, don't let it scare you
This one's for the radio so read between the lines
I'm the type of guy to lay a beat between ya eyes
Representin' Texas but I ain't got a grill
Catch me in the field, I got to pay off these bills
I ain't gotta cuss and it still be street (why?)
Cause I'm pavement from head to my feet
If it's flossin' to be done, best believe I'm there
I'm a F double O L wit it, I swear
I'mma tip my cup, I'mma blow my trees
I'mma ride twenty somethin' somethin's under my caprice
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
Stunt for the broads, catch hate from the guys
Still slam Caddi do's but now they suicide
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
Now who else hit the club in an all white mink?
Nitty outside so I wore my full length
Chumply diggin' so much that I stink
So many diamonds, makin' everybody blink
.44 Mag got my Dickie pants low
Big diggin' lookin' like a lil' man tho
At Ace Duce, got Timbs on my toes
And my rose gold piece got my chest hairs froze, whoa
Spot a bad broad at the bar like a star
Made a U-turn like I'm ridin' in a car
Eased up on it so that she could see my scar
I start to spit game and it stuck like tar
Mama where ya from? Better yet, where ya goin'?
Baby say ya coat got it lookin' like it's snowin'
I pop my collar cause I'm already knowin'
Life's good, if you would you can join 'em
I'mma tip my cup, I'mma blow my trees
I'mma tip my cup, I'mma blow
I'mma tip my cup, I'mma blow my trees
I'mma ride twenty somethin' somethin's under my caprice
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
Stunt for the broads, catch hate from the guys
Still slam Caddi do's but now they suicide
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
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Now if ya rims keep spinnin' when ya stoppin' at the light
Then you a fool wit it, you a fool wit it
And if ya runnin' round robbin' cause ya cash ain't right
Then you a fool wit it, you a fool wit it
If ya got windows droppin' four or five screens
You a fool wit it, you a fool wit it
And if ya sleepin' at the light cause ya gone on the lean
You a fool wit it, you a fool wit it
Twisted Black and I'm the last to go
Toon placed the track, told me hit the gas and go
And I ain't met a cat yet that can match my swag
I ain't met a cat tough enough to catch my mag
I'm the truth in the booth, call me Genesis 1
Street priest, spit the gospel like a minister's son
And I ain't lyin' one bit, y'all can check my rep
I hit the pen back to back and I ain't lost my step
I'm a fool wit it
I'mma tip my cup, I'mma blow my trees
I'mma ride twenty somethin' somethin's under my caprice
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
Stunt for the broads, catch hate from the guys
Still slam Caddi do's but now they suicide
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
I'm a fool wit it, I'm a fool wit it
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