2TONE

Lyrics
[Chorus: Don Toliver] Nobody wants to be clueless, huh Popped out with my jeweler, yeah You're fuckin' him, who you foolin'? Huh We made love in my dually truck You had me thinking it was all love Grind it down like some saw dust Come here and turn me up I'm hittin' lil shawty, I did in the car, I fuck with her tummy up She give me head on the top floor, I swear it was stories up My Victoria Just let this be a secret, your panties, girl, I'll keep it, huh [Post-Chorus: Yeat] See it, I see it Your bullshit, yeah, I see it Your bullshit, yeah, I see it See it, I see it Your bullshit, yeah, I see it Your bullshit, yeah, I see it He don't got a two-tone blick Put you on a tombstone, bitch And I got a two-tone fit Yeah, 'cause I went and flooded my wrist Yeah, I got a two-tone bitch Always fuckin' with ya moods on bitch But goddamn it, I love that bitch In the backseat, shawty gon' drink my kids (Ooh, ah, ah) [Verse 1: Don Toliver] Don't tell me it's over, girl Know your heart'd be broken, it's over, girl (Huh) It was you who I chosen, girl Know you were the one that would rule the world (Uh) [Chorus: Don Toliver] Nobody wants to be clueless, huh Popped out with my jeweler, yeah You're fuckin' him, who you foolin'? Huh We made love in my dually truck You had me thinking it was all love Grind it down like some saw dust Come here and turn me up (Turn me up) I'm hittin' lil shawty, I did in the car, I fuck with her tummy up (With her tummy up) She give me head on the top floor, I swear it was stories up (It was stories up) My Victoria (My Victoria) Just let this be a secret, your panties, girl, I'll keep it, huh (Ah, ah, ah, huh, ah) Don't tell me it's over, girl Know your heart'd be broken, it's over, girl (Don't tell me it's over, girl) [Post-Chorus: Yeat] See it, I see it Your bullshit, yeah, I see it Your bullshit, yeah, I see it See it, I see it Your bullshit, yeah, I see it Your bullshit, yeah, I see it He don't got a two-tone blick Put you on a tombstone, bitch And I got a two-tone fit Yeah, 'cause I went and flooded my wrist Yeah, I got a two-tone bitch Always fuckin' with ya moods on bitch But goddamn it, I love that bitch In the backseat, shawty gon' drink my kids [Verse 2: Yeat] Yeah, goddamn it, King Tonka pulled up in the big body, outside birds How 'bout your show? What you're doing? What you living, bitch Yeah, or is it just words? Would you put yourself before me? Would you put me first? And I'm big body living, big body living King Tonka pull up in the building, they're not shit, show 'em What it takes to be alive Big body living, big body living (I see it, bullshit, yeah, I see it) (Your bullshit, yeah, I see it) Big body living, big body living It takes a lot (Huh, huh, woo) Big body living, big body living (I see it, bullshit, yeah, I see it) Big body living, big body feeling Big money on me, bad bitches only [Outro: Yeat] Bad bitches only, bad bitches only, bad bitches only Oh, I prayed for times like this (Bad bitches only, bad bitches only, bad bitches only) Bad bitches only, bad bitches only, bad bitches only (Oh) I gotta thank God for this
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Credits
- Writers
- Yeat
- Don Toliver
- BNYX®
- Jahaan Sweet