Sterling Simms, Kid Ink - 1 Girl 2 Cups lyrics

Stop, wait, hold up, a nigga tryna roll up
But only if I could roll with you
So baby what’s up
Now what you tryna say cause
I’m really feelin' like I’m feelin' you
Oh baby girl I think you’re cool
A couple of swisher sweets for two
So if you wanna burn it down
I’ll let you lick it
Baby you ain’t got nothin' else to lose

We about to roll it, roll it
We, about to roll it, roll it
We about to roll it, roll it
Yeah, yeah, so roll it, roll it
We, about to roll it, roll it
Yeah, we 'bout to roll it, roll it
We, about to roll it, roll it
Come on, come on

Diesel, O Kush, now baby what do you prefer?


I think I prefer you
I know you digging on my old school flow
And everything about this motherfucka’s cool
I’m young, free and I’m wild
No Reggie always smokin' that loud
In case you thinkin' why
They over there hating
Man fuck them other niggas
Cause they can’t make you say

Oh yeah, oh yeah
We, about to roll it, roll it
We about to roll it, roll it
Yeah, yeah, so roll it, roll it
We, about to roll it, roll it
Yeah, we 'bout to roll it, roll it
We, about to roll it, roll it
Come on, come on

Just wanna smoke with you tonight, tonight
Smoke with you oh you don't smoke?

Ah shit, hold up, I got you
I got you and shit
Try this yeah, nah, nah, don’t trip
Don’t trip it’s just it's the same shit
A doctor would give you if you had a cold
Or like a broke back cough and shit
You in uptown baby
This how uptown niggas do and shit
Just go get a cup, nah man, get two cups
Nah four
Like two for you and two for me, and shit
Aight sip slow, now listen

Now we in a different layer
Different position we lay up
You wanting me and I’m wanting you baby
So why we not fuckin' all crazy?
Oooh and I’m wanting your body
Oooh you look like a 'Hot Tottie'
You prolly would make me feel
So damn better, so better, so badder
You wetter than any other body I ever had and
I want you so fuckin' bad and

Somethin' about all your tats is so ratchet
I want it don't make me imagine
I’ll be your pussy assassin
Let’s make this a fuckin' classic
Only fuck bitches with accents so
Let’s make it happen
I’m tellin' you girl I be that

Pretty mothafucka, Philly what I’m repping
Baby you should quit the bitching, I’m
Gon' fuck you in a second, be that
Pretty mothafucka, uptown’s what I’m repping
Baby quit the bitching
I’ma get that in a second like

Oh yeah, oh yeah, make you say
Oh yeah, oh yeah, make you say
Oh yeah, oh yeaaaah (I think I gotta)
Oh yeah, oh yeaaah (talk) , yeaaaah

Just, let me slow it down like a yellow light
Baby girl you could lean on me
Sippin' on this dirty Sprite that
Pussy clean
In 'the words I heard you like to dirty talk
In a minute I’ma make you scream! Scream
Like you afraid of the dark now
Boo, never had a nigga come through
Used to bein' with fools
I ain’t tryna accuse, girl
Gon' plead the fifth
You don’t wanna take shots
We don’t need no fifth
Got this 'Drank In My Cup'
Let me pour you up
Shorty, talking 'bout she wanna meet Molly
Girl you wildin', I said crazy
After this Dick like Tracy
I don’t know who you tryna impress
Don‘t give in to the peer pressure
It’s LA mothafucka
And that west side what I’m repping
Baby put it in the air hold up
I be there in a second, tell 'em!

Oh yeah
(uh) , oh yeah (you could tell 'em that)
Oh yeah (ooh) , oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeaaaah (slow it down for 'em)
Oh yeah, oh yeaaah (Sterling) , yeaaaah