[Chorus:] I'm dealing with this love affair It used to be just physical But now it's just too emotional for me I wanna confess but I can't Tell my girl
[Chorus:] Young young mula baby Young young mula baby Young young mula baby Young young mula baby [Verse:] Yea it's twist repping the Mula Madd ice
'd be wis Now who is that miss I dunno But he is so lame It's lil twist on top of ery main And on top of my game [Lil Twist:] Let's chill Let's settle
(feat. Lil Wayne) [Verse 1: Lil Twist] It's the microphone killa Microphone wrecka Call me mr. Twist himself The young chubby checker Like young money
And all you lil' young ass souljahs You play this shit back about fifteen times You'll have enough game to roll up in a club or somethin Teach these bitches a lil
[50 Cent] New York City! You are now rapping...with 50 Cent You gotta love it... I just wanna chill and twist a lot Catch suns in my 7-45 You drive me
(feat. Nate Dogg) [50 Cent] New York City! You are now rapping...with 50 Cent You gotta love it... I just wanna chill and twist a la Catch suns in my
To Lil homie Kay Ron O.G. Tookie, Iceberg We Love Y'all (Shhhhh) Westside Avenue Piru B.H.I.P To lil' homies from Eastside Bounty Hunter Watts Lil' J Lil
another light bulb Bright idea just like my ear Maybe I should diss a mother-F to get press Maybe I should tell Canada I go harder than all other artists
ya body twist ya body work ya body twist ya body stickshift (work ma) stickshift (work ma) stickshift (work ma) stickshift (work ma) work ya body twist ya body work ya body twist
a throwback skirt Im dat bad bitch, foxy and Don Blaze Rocks on my Risk like pink lemonade ill take ya watches and ya rangs Tell tell them other girls lil
niggas Keep it on the low black No raps or Kodak just stacking cheese Freezers packed Murdered human bodies executed vicious Reputed business German lugers Lift spitting & twist
problems are solved [Bad Boy] Mobbin down the street with a blue rag And a sack and I look to the side like a pimp in the game Lil bro what's your name
I'm onna ball and a chain so I stand aside while I ride and my gang throws Bouncin around like a ball that you can catch with a mitt While the other motherfuckers
all nighter tryin' to get it done Barely make it home with the morning sun Baby mother thinking that you on some other shit Oh what a job this is [Devin
