Song Description

This one's for the ladies who know all the n****z wanna holla at 'em.

Lyrics

2-Way
written by: Valoria Santos (Styli?on)

Niggaz always wonder why it's all about me
Cuz I burn the m.i.c. like an std
Allday everyday I stay stackin ' these g's
Release ya stress, got a trigger nigga give it a squeeze
Flip a quarter
You know it's always heads or tails
And You know my bank account is as big as a whale
So come on wit it
And anybody want it could get it
And if you can't get wit it just forget it and quit it
That's how I flip it, and how I rock the Rocawear vest
I keep it real how I feel I bust a hole in ya chest
Forget the rest
You know I cop the diamonds and gems
Other cats keep it gutta rockin? crooked heeled Tims
Chromed out rims
Why everybody wanna hate me
I'm just bangin' out the track so you can move your body
(Hook) x2
Thugged out niggaz you can 2-way me, uh
Herbed out niggaz leave a message at the beep
Cut I, get it poppin?
There's no stoppin?
When I step up in the club
I got all the niggaz jockin' fo? me
(verse 2)
Good golly!
Niggaz call me Miss Molly
When I spend these g 's and make em drop to their knees
They don 'I want it
They don't want me really to flaunt it
Don't confuse me wit Foxy her pumps cost 900
That's chump change
I guess I'm just a high class dame
And I hope you wasn't thinkin? we was in the same lane
You out my range
You thought that you could flip this dime
Keep on bumpin' ya gums Boo cuz you wastin' ya time
Step out the line
I see you been digestin' that swine
I got them thugs jumpin'
Club bumpin?
Run it back one more time, WHAT!
(Hook)x2
Thugged out niggaz you can 2-way me, uh
Herbed out niggaz leave a message at the beep
Cuz I, get it poppin'
There's no stoppin?
When I step up in the club
I got all the niggaz jockin? fo' me
(verse 3)
How you want it, on the bottom or the top?
You?ll soon find out my love is non-stop
In the drop top Benz or the Acura coupe
I taste like salt and peppa, I make niggaz wanna shoop!
And that's the scoop
Styli'on give niggaz a buzz
I'm puttin? dogs in the pound up where Snoop and them was
I don't play cuz
If you ain 't showin' me love
That's how I keep niggaz in line
Cut I do's it like I does
It's like 1, 2, look in my shoe
I?m stickin? cats up cuz I'm sticky like glue
To the, 3,4, knock on my door
I'm a hoid it dawn fo* she* but you can't handle no nwre
(Hook)x2
Thugged out niggaz you can 2-way me, uh
Herbed out niggaz leave a message at the beep
Cuz I, get it poppin?
There's no stoppin?
When I step up in the club
I got all the niggaz jockin? fo? me
(verse 4)
Word to who?
I gets up in you
But first I flip the verse wit no reherse and flip like mic check 1, 2
I takes no pitty when I bring it to ya city
And all my people know I take it to the knitty gritty if ya wit me
And I a blow right through you
I chew you
You can't flow through the undefeated
Cuz ya not needed
Steady chasin' waterfalls to be treated how I'm treated
In my face after one taste cuz I'm slim in the waist
I'm a hard case
Sticky fingers never leave a trace
I take my time tike Mase
Vision blurs when I spray in ya face
I spit that deal that leave an aftertaste like toothpaste
You on third base
So when you get home pick up the phone
Dial 911, tell em Styli'on is in the zone and HOLLA!