DJ Muggs, Roc Marciano - Twist Your Wig lyrics
[DJ Muggs, Roc Marciano - Twist Your Wig lyrics]
Uh, yeah, okay, the fuck
Marc, nigga, word to Muggs
Yeah, money and drugs yeah, for sure, though
Marc, nigga, uh, rah, rah, rah
Ah, what it do, nigga
You already know, boy, on your block
Pop your top, talk to ‘em, nigga uh
Twist your wig, twist your wig, wig, huh
I twist your wig, twist your wig, huh
Twist your wig, twist your wig
I twist your wig, twist your wig, uh
Huh, I hold a TEC, you don’t pose a threat
Money, hoes, and clothes, bitch
You know the rest, uh
Whip, whip, whip, it’s in the wrist
I ball, bitch, everything I shoot
Go in the net, huh
With the fish, getting chips, uhI split
Your wig, split your wig, uh
I might cop myself a Benz
I’m about to be so fucking big
It was like when Kim was fucking BIG, woo
I should have on Brooklyn Mint, bitch
I look intense
This is shit that says that you’s a pimp
Your lady pulled the biz
But you wasn’t the advance
What she told this nigga, I’m just a friend
I prefer the fox furs
My posture like Kevin Costner
Shrimp and lobster, uh
Drop top, flying spurs
We burners with the silencers
Boy, your future not looking promising, Marc
Nigga
Twist your wig, twist your wig, huh
I twist your wig, twist your wig, uh
Twist your wig, twist your wig
I twist your wig, twist your wig
Hitting corner up in the
Rolls Royce Corniche, uh
Expensive homes with gold on the toilet
Hoes want enjoyment
I had to roll the joint and
I let both of ‘em join in
Them bitches double jointed
BLS in the GLS, I be fly
You ain’t leave the nest
I was fresh when they was
Boosting threads out the TSS
My bitch hold the heater like Mia X
We blessed, y’all possess less zest, uh
Burberry crest on the chest, uh
For that fetty, step on your neck, uh
You see my neck
We could never be neck and neck
I dead your connect and go get the new ‘Vette
My pet from Tribec’
She whip the blue Lex in the spoon dress
I had to get it, wasn’t spoon fed
Now all of my shoes and
Sweat specs got Medusa heads marc, nigga
Twist your wig, twist your wig, huh
I twist your wig, twist your wig, uh
Twist your wig, twist your wig
I twist your wig, twist your wig
Twist your wig, twist your wig, huh
I twist your wig, twist your wig, uh
Twist your wig, twist your wig
I twist your wig, twist your wig
Marc, nigga, word to Muggs
Yeah, money and drugs yeah, for sure, though
Marc, nigga, uh, rah, rah, rah
Ah, what it do, nigga
You already know, boy, on your block
Pop your top, talk to ‘em, nigga uh
Twist your wig, twist your wig, wig, huh
I twist your wig, twist your wig, huh
Twist your wig, twist your wig
I twist your wig, twist your wig, uh
Huh, I hold a TEC, you don’t pose a threat
Money, hoes, and clothes, bitch
You know the rest, uh
Whip, whip, whip, it’s in the wrist
I ball, bitch, everything I shoot
Go in the net, huh
With the fish, getting chips, uhI split
Your wig, split your wig, uh
I might cop myself a Benz
I’m about to be so fucking big
It was like when Kim was fucking BIG, woo
I should have on Brooklyn Mint, bitch
I look intense
This is shit that says that you’s a pimp
Your lady pulled the biz
But you wasn’t the advance
What she told this nigga, I’m just a friend
I prefer the fox furs
My posture like Kevin Costner
Shrimp and lobster, uh
Drop top, flying spurs
We burners with the silencers
Boy, your future not looking promising, Marc
Nigga
Twist your wig, twist your wig, huh
I twist your wig, twist your wig, uh
Twist your wig, twist your wig
I twist your wig, twist your wig
Hitting corner up in the
Rolls Royce Corniche, uh
Expensive homes with gold on the toilet
Hoes want enjoyment
I had to roll the joint and
I let both of ‘em join in
Them bitches double jointed
BLS in the GLS, I be fly
You ain’t leave the nest
I was fresh when they was
Boosting threads out the TSS
My bitch hold the heater like Mia X
We blessed, y’all possess less zest, uh
Burberry crest on the chest, uh
For that fetty, step on your neck, uh
You see my neck
We could never be neck and neck
I dead your connect and go get the new ‘Vette
My pet from Tribec’
She whip the blue Lex in the spoon dress
I had to get it, wasn’t spoon fed
Now all of my shoes and
Sweat specs got Medusa heads marc, nigga
Twist your wig, twist your wig, huh
I twist your wig, twist your wig, uh
Twist your wig, twist your wig
I twist your wig, twist your wig
Twist your wig, twist your wig, huh
I twist your wig, twist your wig, uh
Twist your wig, twist your wig
I twist your wig, twist your wig