Flippa T & DJ Chose - Dey Don't Know

Ain't that DJ Chose over there
Look like DJ Chose
Flippa, flippa, flippa, flippa, flippa, flippa
On meeeeeee
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause he call me twin
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause I call him friend
Me and him a good mix like Tonic and Gin
Cause that head all I need in this life of sin
Call this pussy death row is you out or in
Auntieeee in the summer, is you out or in
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause he call me twin
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause I call him friend
I got him saved in my phone under Fashion Nova
When he send that eggplant, then I'm coming over
Break through that nigga door like Red Rover
I can't stop cause a bitch want a Red Rover
Ask twin like Aaliyah, can I come over
Hell yeah, nigga, lucky four-leaf clover
Niggas got me fucked up like acrimony
Yellow Hellcat, same color macaroni
Ass fat, so you better know I got it on me
Pussy, fuck your life up like Madame Zeroni
I ain't got two chains, but you can call me Toni
And I got them speakers knockin did it by my lonely
Many men wanna kill a bitch like me
Many men wanna feel a bitch like me
Many men wanna drill a bitch like me
I let him eat it, better do it like Nike
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause he call me twin
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause I call him friend
Me and him a good mix like tonic and gin
Cause that head all I need in this life of sin
Call this pussy Death Row, is you out or in
Auntieeee in the summer, is you out or in
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause he call me twin
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause I call him friend
When they see us out in public, they don't know that we be fuckin
In the parking lot at Publix, hold on, let me change the subject
Took me to the Czech Republic, shoppin' sprees out in London
And dat nigga buy me, NuNu you can call me Flippa Lauren
Don't be lookin' for my name when you goin' through his cell
I ain't doin' shit for free, but my coochie ain't for sale
And these bitches runnin' shit, niggas tore they ACL
I ain't from no Tennessee, bitch, I'm from the ATL Hoe
When I come through, it's some real foolish
And they like, Flippa you a fool
And he like, when I'm drippin' like a pool
And that D come with a hook, I call him Kareem Abdul
Nigga read me like a book, and he fix me like a tool
Gotta teach him how to eat it, let me take his ass to school
Nigga lick it right there, nigga, that's the only rule
Don't do no talkin', be bout Action channel two action news (Jovita)
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause he call me twin
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause I call him friend
Me and him a good mix like Tonic and Gin
Cause that head all I need in this life of sin
Call this pussy Death Row, is you out or in
Auntieeee in the summer, is you out or in
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause he call me twin
Dey don't know that we fuckin' cause I call him friend
R.I.P. Shawty Lo, ATL Legend
Flippa, on me

Written by:
Terranesha Bell

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