Kay ESs - Twaccy Jones lyrics

[Verse 1] Long hair with a hundred tats Skinny n***a but my tummy's fat I hit hoes like a running back And make 'em all wanna run it back It's k**More, I ain't f**ing with these bummy cats Unless it's something to do with a money bag F.O. That's my f**ing pack And I see you don't like that Aw, no you don't like that You are f**ing with a fly crip Use to tell that n***a to bet it like Mike Jack Ion want a shy girl, I want a ratchet So when I wanna beat the p**y up she don't fight back I know you like that And if you don't b**h you can hit the road, jack It's just me and C Sick rollin' through the ack We'll lay a n***a flat like a doormat [Chorus] Screamin' f** the other side, they some enemigos Blowin' on some OG looking Filipino And you know we keep the tools like Home Depot Leave a n***a stuck and I ain't talkin' repo It's 4 in the morning and I'm still goin' I done popped a moly now a n***a rollin' Got a bottle of the Patrón I'm geeking T. Green and call me Twaccy Jones (x4) Got a bottle of that Patrón [Verse 2] [?] no Marvin, but we get it on And when we rollin', we rollin', we rollin' straight to the mornin' You better act like you know me, All my n***as they stupid And they all like animals, they come right out the zoo Girl you know what to do, pop that p**y get loose If not for my gunner then do it for my goon If she say she love me she ain't tellin' the truth Got my lil' homie Jorge hangin' all out the roof [Chorus]