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lil gotit - twisting my fingers* كلمات الأغنية

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[intro: jamie foxx]
(yo pierre, you wanna come out here?)

[chorus: young thug]
yeah (young s_x)
twisting our fingers (gang bang)
i robbed the pizza man, man
i’m geeked up and tweaking (lay it down)
bentley two seater (bentley two seater)
somebody call up the [?]
young spider done ran out the reefer
spider got too many [?] see you

[verse 1: young thug]
turbo the [?], my b_tch in a [?]
i don’t [?] with my cups, i [?] drinking on yuck
i told the b_tch gotta beat it, lil n_gga
you wanna be with us, leave his ass in new york
my balenci yellow, i call it the [?]
b_tch this louis v, virgil, we playing [?]
the lil’ b_tch and my dog got a [?], a pup
i done told her and [?], she stay in a [?]
hasta la vista, she costa rica
why in the f_ck do i gotta do a feature? (why)
i’m in a new panamera coupe with the [?] (aye)
i’m just gon’ roll up this loud like a speaker
she told the lil’ b_tch the [?] way to close, turn into mad max
new coolant system, [?] stick, i had to sprinkle it with red [?]
i went and went on a rampage
i put on ice, guess i’m ice age
i told my b_tch have a bright day
i [?] out the [?]
i let my main b_tch invite ladies
peppermint patty, my coupe is a rabbit
rose gold on her [?], my b_tch is the baddest
i drip with my [?], the house that i’m building, new palace
[chorus: young thug & lil keed]
yeah (young s_x)
twisting our fingers (gang bang)
i robbed the pizza man, man
i’m geeked up and tweaking (lay it down)
bentley two seater (bentley two seater)
somebody call up the [?]
young spider done ran out the reefer
spider got too many [?] see you (keed talk to ’em)

[verse 2: lil keed]
somebody call up and hit the weed man, i need some reefer
i gotta ride with the glock in my hand, i know that it’s up, up, up
[?] lacking, i got some baddies and they wrapped up in plastic
i f_ck that hoe on the couch, start to [?]
don’t f_ck with [?], went caught me a felon
spent me a nickel to [?] (woo)
why is a thot playing? tried sticking my d_ck right in
i’ma get chauffeured in a ‘benz
i’ma rock cartier lens
hit from the back, she screaming
they send the drip right in, so you know i’m rocking staple [?]
first you gon’ thank me, when i throw it up, they gon’ hold a [?]
i just go [?], yeah, that’s your friend
keed talk to ’em, you know what i’m saying
shoot up your mans, no, no, no cap
got your mama crying
[chorus: young thug]
yeah (young s_x)
twisting our fingers (gang bang)
i robbed the pizza man, man
i’m geeked up and tweaking (lay it down)
bentley two seater (bentley two seater)
somebody call up the [?]
young spider done ran out the reefer
spider got too many [?] see you

[verse 3: lil gotit]
i’m in that spider (type sh_t)
i need some percocet, call the percocet man
i’m an all nighter, what they going for?
fl!cking that bl!ck like a lighter
n_ggas be peasants, rats and roaches, i cannot hang with that [?]
chains on my jacket like a biker (chrome heart)
but they know that’s the trend, they some biters
yeah, [?] and keed
couple m’s up, i done handled that bizz’
we see your body, i done bossed up the b_tch
ran it up and keep them boys out our mix
couple hundred, i done insured my wrist
[?] and tweaking (nah, nah)
i’m f_cking capri sun, i’m clutching that glizzy, [?] squeeze
ain’t no netflix and chill, i’m just pope living, that’s for many years
talking all the ammo, brrt, caught the k!ll
wockhardt, then time to pop a seal
watch out on your head, yeah, she like a deal
thotty gotti, i can’t keep up my pen
having munyuns, i done got it and [?] (that’s a fact)
living like pope and sticking to the plan
me and young spider top cheffing, ain’t [?] (free spider)
[chorus: young thug]
yeah (young s_x)
twisting our fingers (gang bang)
i robbed the pizza man, man
i’m geeked up and tweaking (lay it down)
bentley two seater (bentley two seater)
somebody call up the [?]
young spider done ran out the reefer
spider got too many [?] see you

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