Que - Splash Brothers lyrics

[Que (Dee Boi):] White ho, black ho, I got jungle fever White dope, black load, I can't even see Velcro, no strain, we rock double G Snatch a n***a ho and hide her at the Doubletree (You doin' too much, you doin' too much, you doin' too much We eating a lot so we chewin' too much, we chewin' too much Them n***as be talkin' 'bout shooters but b**h I got two in the cut Splash brothers in this b**h and they ready to shoot this sh** up) [Que:] 'Bout that Velveeta, I'll feed a n***a shells Hold up, hold the cell Shooters in the cut, posted like a scab We ain't plaiying no games 'bout that bag Palm itchin' like they got the crabs n***a pop bands like I pop tabs All the diamonds in your sh** cloudy You should call your j**eler up and whip his a** Tip-toeing in some double C Pinky ring worth a couple P's Five hundred, have my young n***a pull up Eat your face like a cup of greens Kanye n***a, keep a Kim K All my p**y gotta keep a skin fade Thick shape with a super slim waist Spread that milkshake n***a, Que keep [Que (Dee Boi):] White ho, black ho, I got jungle fever White dope, black load, I can't even see Velcro, no strain, we rock double G Snatch a n***a ho and hide her at the Doubletree (You doin' too much, you doin' too much, you doin' too much We eating a lot so we chewin' too much, we chewin' too much Them n***as be talkin' 'bout shooters but b**h I got two in the cut Splash brothers in this b**h and they ready to shoot this sh** up) [Dee Boi:] Told her I ain't nothing like her last man Grind a pound down to the last gram Rollin' backwoods out a gas can Put my Tru Religions in the trash can My mind gone and I'm paranoid Dawg told me that I need a CAT scan Got a couple skirts and some tracking numbers Think somebody gettin' them packs in Twenty P's in the mini-Cooper Clip long, n***a get your ruler Got bricks foul wrapped up in the cooler These n***as flexin', don't let 'em fool ya Got a white girl, black girl, white girl I'm on my piano sh** And I'm five height, get back I drip wax, just like the candle lit [Que (Dee Boi):] White ho, black ho, I got jungle fever White dope, black load, I can't even see Velcro, no strain, we rock double G Snatch a n***a ho and hide her at the Doubletree (You doin' too much, you doin' too much, you doin' too much We eating a lot so we chewin' too much, we chewin' too much Them n***as be talkin' 'bout shooters but b**h I got two in the cut Splash brothers in this b**h and they ready to shoot this sh** up)