Twista - It Really Don't Matter lyrics

(Niccademus) Woo Yo (Twista) Do you really wanna ride with me and my n***a Tippin' flickin' through cities And never where we slow down (Niccademus) Come on Ah Ah Ah Ah Nic Don (Twista) Do you really wanna ball with me and my n***a Tippin' flickin' through cities And never where we slow down (Niccademus) I was dirty south Ever since it start with my shiny mouth I make the whole crowd part what you talkin' bout Step up in the club baby turn it out Them hater's get no love yo without a doubt Hey whats that smell Smokin' on a hot dub from A-T-L, whoa b**hes in the back countin' my money My two way off the hook cos everythang for sale And it don't matter to me Slangin' in the studio or out in the streets Without a motherf**in' cap on my salary So iced out cornered in the breeze Coat chillin' in the place to be And they ain't ready for me What ya'll thought 45 G's up for a key and a boat, yo Niccademus stayin' down to ride I want whatever me and Twista bout to get it fo sho, yo (chorus) (Niccademus) Yo we can do it but it really don't matter to me Said we can do it but it really don't matter to me Said we can do it but it really don't matter to me (Twista) Do you really wanna ride with me and my n***a Tippin' flickin' through cities And never where we slow down (Niccademus) But it really don't matter to me Said we can do it but it really don't matter to me Said we can do it but it really don't matter to me (Twista) Do you really wanna ball with me and my n***a Tippin' flickin' through cities And never where we slow down (Niccademus) What (Twista) It really don't matter to me either as long as the weeds purple Fiendss in my circle so be when I hurt you It ain't sh** to see us Hoe n***as go and get your heata's Ain't no f**in' with Twista and Niccademus ya'll some mistameena's I don't bail better through the city of 50-60 In the pocket next to the sticky sippin' on Mickie's On a money mission While peoples eyes takin' pictures Rollin' swisser's hollin' at b**hes thick as boa constrictors Blaze all that hash sure Screamin' show me baby what you got that a** for Come and get with real n***as that'll pull it Murderers poppin' mo' Tryin' to double it off with dro with 55 hata's blow Hata's how you gonna care Handlin' and countin' hundreds Or freak on it while we get blunted or get them thangs a gunnin' It really don't matter to us T and Nic Don We step on competition and empty the clips gone (chorus) (Niccademus) It really don't matter to me From the Chi-Town all the way over to S.C From the dirty Bama up to Milwuakee n***as ride candy with 20 inch D's Spend a whole sack at the bar hoe please Call my homie B and he be hittin' it with mo' cheese Thug got takin' your b**hes and steady stackin' more riches Now throw your hands up for street B Everybody feel me raise it up Twist up another burner of stick-a-green blaze it up They on the floor now Tell me do you wanna ride with me and my n***a balla Post speed and we never gonna slow down, oh It don't even matter yo Smoked out with Twist in the studio I spit a mothaf**in' tone on the microphone Have 'em screamin' Nic Don n***a ready to go, oh (chorus) 2x