Vader The Villin, Rothstein - Twist The Key lyrics
[Vader The Villin, Rothstein - Twist The Key lyrics]
I paint the money up, too clean
I got paint all on my hands
I leave paint all on her jeans
What's she thinking? man she's drinking
Like she's in a limousine
But we're bussin' on the 1
I pour two out for the team
She lay 3 out on her tongue
Dancing till her body screams
We ain't finished, we ain't done
I ain't even twist the key yeah
Way to way to way familiar
It's what I do i'm a fuckin' killer
Weaving through the cut on my dawg shit
Que tal? A donde Vas? Que Haces?
Good when you're with us, they're obnoxious
Only showing love for the profit, yeah
Only thing I love is the process only thing
Black out in my room and go unconscious
Track out in my whip like it's a contest
These fellas ain't on shit I
Duck the nonsense yeah
I paint the money up, too clean
I got paint all on my hands
I leave paint all on her jeans
What's she thinking?
Man she's drinking like we're in a limousine
But were bussin' on the 1
I pour two out for the team yeah
We just left Fiore for the Charleston
(goin in)
Feel like Bobby Doerr when i’m in Boston
(only thing)
Only thing i know is i’m exhausted
(Roth stein)
I got dirty money doing crossfit
All i even listen to is Deathpxp
Back in twenty twelve we was tryna make
A way ay ay now i’m
Ballin like i’m playing for the red sox
(hoo yea) ain’t a lot that you could
Do or say ay ay ay ay
Only thing I love is (only)
Making magic for you (only)
You don’t move me like you think you do
I wanna live in a cave
I wanna live in a cave
I wanna sit in the shade
Sippin' on pink lemonade
I wanna give it away, I wanna give it away
Funny how this money tastes like chips to me
I paint the money up, too clean
I got paint all on my hands
I leave paint all on her jeans
What's she thinking?
Man she's drinking like we're in a limousine
But were bussin' on the 1
I pour two out for the team yeah
Two out for the - two out for the -
I got paint all on my hands
I leave paint all on her jeans
What's she thinking? man she's drinking
Like she's in a limousine
But we're bussin' on the 1
I pour two out for the team
She lay 3 out on her tongue
Dancing till her body screams
We ain't finished, we ain't done
I ain't even twist the key yeah
Way to way to way familiar
It's what I do i'm a fuckin' killer
Weaving through the cut on my dawg shit
Que tal? A donde Vas? Que Haces?
Good when you're with us, they're obnoxious
Only showing love for the profit, yeah
Only thing I love is the process only thing
Black out in my room and go unconscious
Track out in my whip like it's a contest
These fellas ain't on shit I
Duck the nonsense yeah
I paint the money up, too clean
I got paint all on my hands
I leave paint all on her jeans
What's she thinking?
Man she's drinking like we're in a limousine
But were bussin' on the 1
I pour two out for the team yeah
We just left Fiore for the Charleston
(goin in)
Feel like Bobby Doerr when i’m in Boston
(only thing)
Only thing i know is i’m exhausted
(Roth stein)
I got dirty money doing crossfit
All i even listen to is Deathpxp
Back in twenty twelve we was tryna make
A way ay ay now i’m
Ballin like i’m playing for the red sox
(hoo yea) ain’t a lot that you could
Do or say ay ay ay ay
Only thing I love is (only)
Making magic for you (only)
You don’t move me like you think you do
I wanna live in a cave
I wanna live in a cave
I wanna sit in the shade
Sippin' on pink lemonade
I wanna give it away, I wanna give it away
Funny how this money tastes like chips to me
I paint the money up, too clean
I got paint all on my hands
I leave paint all on her jeans
What's she thinking?
Man she's drinking like we're in a limousine
But were bussin' on the 1
I pour two out for the team yeah
Two out for the - two out for the -