Tweez Tha Warden - Hello Tweezy E

Hell yeah
Hell yeah
(Blowing on that skunk on that dope yeah)
Yeah
I rep my hood to the max
Throw them V's up
Throw them D's up
Gotta diploma but the streets ain't no substitute teacher
My NIGGA got the MasterCard but it come up visa
She a foreign might have to check her visa
Bad bitch with all the right features
Yellow with some good head on her contact in my phone is Lisa
You might get a verse if your pockets deeper
Couple verses for you but I ain't no preacher
Couple drugs for you but I aint gone increase ya
Hello Iam Tweezy E and yeah it's nice to meet ya
Yeah
But bandanna on
bitch I feel like Tupac
All eyes on me they might think it's two pacs
Couple bands on me just got them at the shoe box
Tweez ain't fresh
Nigga who not?
No Gucci flip flops
But i fucked yo bitch in my Nike tube socks
Now i gotta play her like Xbox
Cause that's my Ex box
Now i just want her to suck it
Like x-pac
Got my road dog with me
And you know it ain't a party unless i got the hendawg in me
Didn't know i had yo braud with me
Damn it's a small city
I want my money by Monday
They sick i came 50
And i want it in all fifty's
Scratch that
All benjis'
Cute face
Small titties
Get on the bitch
Then i fade on her
They sick i got dingy
But i get busy
They use to spin a nigga til a nigga got dizzy
Now I am coming with three hoes like that Nigga down the chimney
An You think I want to take yours with me
Don't tempt me
I had b's on my hood way before I Saw Bentley
Way before the times i put the 4s in the simply
Whoodie said kill em so i can't go gently
And these fuck Niggas ain't in the same race with me
It's like I'm in a Ferrari
And they in a ten speed
Zero said stop fucking around wit em
So i chopped they heads off and mopped the ground wit em

Written by:
Antoine Smith

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