Waka Flocka Flame, Slim Dunkin - Twin Towers lyrics
[Waka Flocka Flame, Slim Dunkin - Twin Towers lyrics]
Twin Towers in this motherfucker, nigga
Slim Dunkin, nigga flocka Robinson, nigga
We're in the building, nigga
When you see us, salute us or shoot us
What's happening, nigga? New mixtape
This a KID production, fuck a introduction
Told me to do 30 bars without cussin'
That's like pulling out the
Strap without bussin'
Nine-to-five niggas screaming
"everyday you're hustlin'"
Knowing you ain't in the trap
But you ain't sold nothin'
Gucci cut the check, signing Slim
Mighty discussion
Twelves beating in my trunk to
Give you a concussion hold up
Cool out before we pull them tools out
Aye, Slim, man, you shining
Like a motherfucker, nigga
Flocka Robinson in this bitch, nigga
In the paint shawty, nigga
We got blocks, nigga what's happening?
Flocka!
Slim and Flock don't give a fuck
Towers got you super stuck
This some bullshit
I thought you was gon' knuck if we buck
Bucking would get you shot quick
I'll let the Glock spit
Sit your ass down like the
Pilot in the cockpit
I'm who you despise, I see in your eyes, and
Hit the club 50 deep like shawty from Verizon
Bricksquad! Super deep, nigga
Beat your motherfucking ass, nigga
Slim Dunkin and Flocka Robinson
This shit real talk, nigga flocka!
Magic City Monday, tricking on a Monday
Scared to take a shot
Still fucked up from Sunday
Tuesday, the Libra, east side I see you
More than having pressure
Room fucking with my people
Rock star lifestyle, Wednesday wasted
Often I will take the shots
Patron got me faded
Lavish Lounge on Thursday, wet paint Thursday
Dry paint job, got your whip looking thirsty
Figure8 on Friday, we do this shit my way
Wild, being selfish right beside me
A-Plus my DJ, yelling go DJ
Stomp his ass out, I hope Jonny 8 see me
Saturday, another world
Cali with my dirty girl
Takes I know with KIP, arrogant with Sean T
What's up,?
Aye, man, this shit Flocka, nigga
Pull a chair up, man grab some popcorn
Get a Coca-Cola or a Sprite
This shit going digital, man
Like, real talk, man kID on the track, man
Fuck with this shit, nigga
Flocka Robinson and Slim Dunkin we here now
Flocka!