One last tiime Lyrics by Twista

One last tiime Lyrics

    [VERSE 1]
    You don't wanna see these murder guys
    Princess cuts hurt ya eyes
    Got the chicks that work them thighs
    Pull the top back on the prowler
    Like the car ain't circumcised
    Burglarize hoes
    Leave ya eyes closed
    Bricks in my truck while I ride slow
    Smoke yo fire dro
    No repercussions
    He was disgusting
    Turn my volume under ten
    To keep my speakers from busting
    If them people come rushin
    Can't say I froze
    Won't open the doors
    Bout time they caught up
    I done exposed of my outer clothes
    Car in the garage
    I say good God
    My day was hard
    Call two freaks up for the ménage trois
    Parlaying hard
    Sade was suave
    When we was screwing
    Sheets was ruin
    If beef is brewing
    I'mma put slugs deep into
    Money they be pursuing
    The nerve of these jealous bastards fo hatin
    Master my patience
    Them custom wood grain caskets is waitin
    Passion for satin
    They must have
    Gave them a blood bath
    Had to show them who really holdin shit down wit they tuff ass
    We alias
    They wishin they be us
    Cant three eighty us
    Cause we'll wreck everything within a ten-block radius
    When ya see me betta speak with love
    Or leak some blood
    I got connections with all type of BM, Chiefs, and GOVS
    Deeply plugged who gotta retire from crime
    Bout to hit that big lick
    So we gonna pull it

    [CHORUS]
    One last time
    I got some good news man
    Some good news
    We gone come up if we just make this quick move
    Lay it all on the line
    Hit'em in the body and da dome
    Left the after party wit the chrome
    Come up wit a milly
    Soon as everybody know that I'm gone
    Cause I made it mama your son he's a success
    Now you ain't got no reason to stress
    Gotta keep it Gangsta
    Cause I'ma Hustla
    Do it like a balla
    Cause I'ma a mobsta

    [VERSE 2]
    Cause it only takes a second to pop me a snitch
    Call up my connection and cop me a brick
    And he sent a chezovoceian chick
    She was actin cocky and shit
    She like watchin blow at the hotel
    Wit big dreams to never stop being rich
    And she wasn't too sloppy wit dick
    Said when she get on she was gonna cop me a six
    Platinum blue spreewell shoes
    Detail smooth
    On some Mickey and malery me and my female crews
    Type of demo what's the beno
    I gave her two six plus ten four
    That's twelve five for the brick
    And five hundred for the plane and limo
    Plain and simple called my guy and told'em thanks and send more
    Meditating plot on my lick when I smell them frankensen blow
    Do my thugdizle I ain't scared of this
    Fly ya head like peagus
    Bloody up that necklace
    Hoe I'ma Aries
    Them terrorist fucked up the lick when sendin chicks on the plane
    Put a major glitch in the game
    But I'm get me them thangs
    As I come wit new ways to travel watch my shorties get on em
    Comin back wit pound and packages wit the scorpions on them
    Of course we been on them
    Niggaz know they two for forty and want'em
    I done seen truck load wit more keys than accordion
    And you think I'm past up that quick fast dust
    let me mask up
    That ain't a fast truck
    Get yo ass stuffed

    [CHORUS]

    [VERSE 3]
    I spit words that be gangsta shit
    Make hustla tip and ballers rich
    Hatters sick mobsta hitz
    I'm the shit
    You can't see me visit the optometrist
    Cars I flip unorthodox like Dr. Bonovich
    Prada lic but nigga got whooped
    Should of seen shit was funny
    My old connection he got reason to gun me
    I know he took the money
    Even if I probably wrong
    Turn down the volume
    Shoot him on plastic to lay his body on
    Fuckin marcon
    Two to the caveza
    Pincha puto
    That ring on your pinky was too cold
    Got pinch for two O's
    And a half brick my staff is sick
    Had him confess like a catholic
    Always thought things was funny now you don't laugh at shit
    Stupid bastard bitch
    Never fuck wit Twista, Turtle Banxxs, and Stokes
    Coming up dro flowin slangin dope
    I tried to chill
    but when I see a lic to make the world mine
    On the love
    I think I got to pull it

    [Chorus]

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