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LIL' WAYNE lyrics : "Two Shots"

[Verse 1]
2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever

It's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together
I could probably do better, but probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser

Goons in this (*##$, leave a ^!$$% on a stretcher
It's all there, papa, you ain't even got to measure
Laughing at how my old (*##$es look jealous

Well what goes around comes around: propellers
Money Over (*##$es - MOB, goodfellas
Cut our ears off, ain't %#@! you could tell us

Write your name on the bullet, that's a $#&@in love letter
If I ain't a trending topic, I'm a $#&@ing trend-setter


[Hook - Lil Wayne]
I'm on 2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever

It's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together
I could probably do better, but probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser


[Verse 2]
If you're scared, go to church, Mason Betha

Sometimes the paper chase could be like chasing a leopard
The #~!!@ wetter, wetter than it's ever been
But she gone probably try to cross the line like a Mexican

I ain't on that bull%#@!
Shawty fine as $#&@ though, now she kiss me on my neck
I hope she ain't cut-throat

Cut down on the syrup cause it made me $#&@ slow
Shoot so many times I'mma choke off the gunsmoke
Life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain

Pay me no mind but I don't have change
I @@#! back and aim at your membrane
Broad day, no mask, close range


You can get 2 shots from wherever
You can get 2 shots from whoever

It be like a puzzle tryna put you back together
I should probably do better but probably, whatever...


[Verse 3]
Your bull%#@! is stinking up the place
Me no tick (Jamaican)

Can't let these (*##$ ^!$$%s slide and touch base
I make her### so many times, call her "nutcase"
It's Young Money baby, take your clothes off

Give me them three holes: bowling ball
2 shots of whatever
Keep them (*##$es###ming and she gon' do whatever


I'm on 2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever

It's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together
I could probably do better, but probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser


2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever

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