Twiz The Beat Pro - We Got It lyrics

(Chorus) The Streets they love us, the ladies f** us Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it (ayyyyyy!!!) The beats is knocking, the freaks is jockin' We keep it poppin', yep we got it got it (ayyyyy!!!) Smooth or rugged, we got you covered Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it (ayyyy!!!) No need to hate us, cause we the greatest A million flavas' yep we got it got it (ayyyy!!!) (1st verse Keynote) Plug that sh** in so I can molest the beat like a pedi File, with my style, you silly kids ain't ready For the onslaught, when we rock making panties drop Cause she know my time cumming like I'm f**in a clock Dig the flow, breaking necks like levies in the N.O A pro at rolling dro, so outlandish with the flow Had stones in my kidney, had to slow up with that pouring So f** that chain you sportin', I iced out my organs (2nd Verse Headkrack) The Dom sipper that'll fondle a blonde stripper Undo ya moms zipper in honor of Yom Kippur I'm armed with, smart mouth and dumb ammo Ya childish rap style should be sponsored by Wham-O! It the rap Brando, Marlon, far from starving Enitice ya b**h with this niche I'm carving I'm like G Garvin, on some chef sh** Bodega Brovas we be that next sh** (Chorus) The Streets they love us, the ladies f** us Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it (ayyyyyy!!!) The beats is knocking, the freaks is jockin' We keep it poppin', yep we Got it Got it (ayyyyy!!!) Smooth or rugged, we got you covered Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it (ayyyy!!!) No need to hate us, cause we the greatest A million flavas' yep we got it got it (ayyyy!!!) (3rd Verse Travii) Over tracks we hustlin/to get the party bumpin/possibility's endless when we up inside the function/shorty's got the gumption/treat her like mushu..pork..that's how we do/delivering the specimen/greater than the best of men/masters of the presence/the stage we keep it wrecked again/almighty ain't the dollar/almighty is the flow/with twiz on the beats/bodega here we go/ (4th Verse Keynote) No need to explain, mad far from being tame Hearing us is like PCP tap dancing on your brain Causing aneurysms and visions like you never seen Its on purpose, make you nervous, like you was a pregnant teen About the face the wrath of your pops, what a description! Music is sick, Bodega Bros the prescription If you stand to close you get an overdose quick If you want to hate wait.... I have some balls that you can lick! (Chorus) The Streets they love us, the ladies f** us Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it (ayyyyyy!!!) The beats is knocking, the freaks is jockin' We keep it poppin', yep we got it got it (ayyyyy!!!) Smooth or rugged, we got you covered Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it (ayyyy!!!) No need to hate us, cause we the greatest A million flavas' yep we got it got it (ayyyy!!!) (5th Verse Headkrack) Futuristic and too sadistic these dudes are gifted Very gifted you get nothing we ruin Christmas Kids dissed us, just cause we were different But so was Jesus, it's different position My ambition is for musical transition Injecting intellect that what most of the jams missin No style we dissin but if the pants fit Throw them hoes off in the wash, that's it! (6th Verse Travii) Sick with the tactics/travii brings dramatics/dancin around these rap acts acting like there bad a**/really just cushion flow/ flossin for the radio/brovas we ain't sellin out/ but still we here to get the dough/won't sacrifice integrity/ain't dumbin down sh**/stupid people listen up your smarter as it goes/the blind can now see plus the crippled can walk/as we inherit the earth/ the posh get outlined in chalk... (Chorus) The Streets they love us, the ladies f** us Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it (ayyyyyy!!!) The beats is knocking, the freaks is jockin' We keep it poppin', yep we got it got it (ayyyyy!!!) Smooth or rugged, we got you covered Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it (ayyyy!!!) No need to hate us, cause we the greatest A million flavas' yep we got it got it (ayyyy!!!)