Ann Marie, Tink - Twin lyrics
Ann Marie [Joann Marie Slater] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
Tink [Trinity Laure'Ale Home] Calumet City, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ann Marie, Tink - Twin lyrics]
(Catour, fuck it up)
Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end
Know you gon' ride for me
'cause I'm gon' ride for you
And if she got beef with you
Better bring enough smoke for two
That's how I come for you twin
If he trickin' on me then
He trickin' on you told him
"Meet me at Phipps" and he had to buy two
That's just how it goes when
Your bitch got you
They be clique-in' up, but that be fu'
I ain't have nobody, it was always you
They know not to play 'cause
I'm crazy 'bout you twin
Gotta be careful who you call your friend
These hoes ain't loyal, they just pretend
That's why I keep my circle small
Can't trust no bitch except my bitch
Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end
Know you gon' ride for me
'cause I'm gon' ride for you
And if she got beef with you
Better bring enough smoke for two
That's how I come for you twin
If he trickin' on me then
He trickin' on you told him
"Meet me at Phipps" and he had to buy two
That's just how it goes when
Your bitch got you
They be clique-in' up, but that be fu'
I ain't have nobody, it was always you
They know not to play 'cause
I'm crazy 'bout you (Oh, oh oh)
Girl, drop a pin and tell
Me where to meet you (Oh, oh)
I'll spin the block on a opp
If they ever mistreat you
Nobody knows you better than I do
(Oh woah, yeah) if bitches want smoke
Then I'm ready to slide through
(Slide through) 'Cause girl you my twin and
It's up if you call (Call)
Might hit a lick and then
Split with you, yeah
That's just how we ball
(Just how we ball, hey)
Don't need no new bitches up in this ride
(Ride, woah, yeah) here 'til the end
It's just me and my twin
On the passenger side
Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end
Know you gon' ride for me
'cause I'm gon' ride for you
And if she got beef with you
Better bring enough smoke for two
That's how I come for you twin
If he trickin' on me then
He trickin' on you told him
"Meet me at Phipps" and he had to buy two
That's just how it goes when
Your bitch got you
They be clique-in' up, but that be fu'
I ain't have nobody, it was always you
They know not to play 'cause
I'm crazy 'bout you twin
Gotta be careful who you call your friends
(Oh, oh oh)
These hoes ain't loyal, they just pretend
(Oh, oh oh) so, I keep my circle small
Can't trust no bitch
Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end
Know you gon' ride for me
'cause I'm gon' ride for you
And if she got beef with you
Better bring enough smoke for two
That's how I come for you twin
If he trickin' on me then
He trickin' on you told him
"Meet me at Phipps" and he had to buy two
That's just how it goes when
Your bitch got you
They be clique-in' up, but that be fu'
I ain't have nobody, it was always you
They know not to play 'cause
I'm crazy 'bout you twin
Gotta be careful who you call your friend
These hoes ain't loyal, they just pretend
That's why I keep my circle small
Can't trust no bitch except my bitch
Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end
Know you gon' ride for me
'cause I'm gon' ride for you
And if she got beef with you
Better bring enough smoke for two
That's how I come for you twin
If he trickin' on me then
He trickin' on you told him
"Meet me at Phipps" and he had to buy two
That's just how it goes when
Your bitch got you
They be clique-in' up, but that be fu'
I ain't have nobody, it was always you
They know not to play 'cause
I'm crazy 'bout you (Oh, oh oh)
Girl, drop a pin and tell
Me where to meet you (Oh, oh)
I'll spin the block on a opp
If they ever mistreat you
Nobody knows you better than I do
(Oh woah, yeah) if bitches want smoke
Then I'm ready to slide through
(Slide through) 'Cause girl you my twin and
It's up if you call (Call)
Might hit a lick and then
Split with you, yeah
That's just how we ball
(Just how we ball, hey)
Don't need no new bitches up in this ride
(Ride, woah, yeah) here 'til the end
It's just me and my twin
On the passenger side
Know you gon' be my bitch 'til the end
Know you gon' ride for me
'cause I'm gon' ride for you
And if she got beef with you
Better bring enough smoke for two
That's how I come for you twin
If he trickin' on me then
He trickin' on you told him
"Meet me at Phipps" and he had to buy two
That's just how it goes when
Your bitch got you
They be clique-in' up, but that be fu'
I ain't have nobody, it was always you
They know not to play 'cause
I'm crazy 'bout you twin
Gotta be careful who you call your friends
(Oh, oh oh)
These hoes ain't loyal, they just pretend
(Oh, oh oh) so, I keep my circle small
Can't trust no bitch