In the Cut With My Twin We Be Vibin Lyrics. In the cut with my twin we be vibin Classy tommy girl But they know I be outside with it On the beat in the session we be wildin Won’t catch me playing with no broke.
In the Club With My Twin We Be Vibin Lyrics
In the cut with my twin we be vibin
Classy tommy girl
But they know I be outside with it
On the beat in the session we be w^ldin
Won’t catch me playing with no broke
That’s childish
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[Intro]
(Sauceman)
(Alright then, Cartier)
[Chorus: YB & FamousSally]
What’s up, Gwayy? In the cut with my twin, we be vibin’ (We be vibin’)
Cla^^y bi^^h, but they know I be outside with it (I be outside)
Hundred deep in the section, we be w^ldin’ (Yeah, we be w^ldin’)
Won’t catch me playin’ with no broke ni^^a, that’s childish
What’s up, Gwayy? These ho^s can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me)
What’s up, Gwayy? These ho^s can’t f^^k with me (Oh, no, no, no)
What’s up, Gwayy? These ho^s can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me)
It be the bum-a^^ ho^s that’s pressed for me (Lil’ bum-a^^ ho)
[Verse 1: FamousSally]
These bi^^hes can’t vibe like us
Get lit and come outside with us
Same night, gon’ slide ’bout us
On the East, the block gon’ ride ’bout us
A ho can’t even sit next to me
Get your bands up or come work for me
Bum-a^^ ho^s really pressed ’bout me
‘Bout a ni^^a, baby, that talk is cheap
Don’t speak on me, baby, keep it P
When I see that ni^^a, I don’t need to speak
I heard these ho^s havin’ pressure ’bout a ni^^a that ain’t mine
Put that pu^^y on him, make him spend every last dime
Ain’t no love in this sh^t, I just be cummin’ every time
[Chorus: YB & FamousSally]
What’s up, Gwayy? In the cut with my twin, we be vibin’ (We be vibin’)
Cla^^y bi^^h, but they know I be outside with it (I be outside)
Hundred deep in the section, we be w^ldin’ (Yeah, we be w^ldin’)
Won’t catch me playin’ with no broke ni^^a, that’s childish
What’s up, Gwayy? These ho^s can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me)
What’s up, Gwayy? These ho^s can’t f^^k with me (Oh, no, no, no)
What’s up, Gwayy? These ho^s can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me)
It be the bum-a^^ ho^s that’s pressed for me (Lil’ bum-a^^ ho)
[Verse 2: YB]
It be these ni^^as that run around, gossip like bi^^hes
Make him eat my a^^, then I send him back to his missus
Trick him out them bands, now it’s time to meet this glizzy
Glock-Glock 40 ring, yeah, you know they keep sh^t drillin’
Big Hoddie to you ho^s, play with my name, you come up missin’
I’m the biggest, ho, I swear I’m nothin’ like you bi^^hes
They lovin’ these ni^^as, I’ma keep ’em in they feelings
Pay his a^^ no mind, I’m tryna run me up some millions
[Chorus: YB & FamousSally]
What’s up, Gwayy? In the cut with my twin, we be vibin’ (We be vibin’)
Cla^^y bi^^h, but they know I be outside with it (I be outside)
Hundred deep in the section, we be w^ldin’ (Yeah, we be w^ldin’)
Won’t catch me playin’ with no broke ni^^a, that’s childish
What’s up, Gwayy? These ho^s can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me)
What’s up, Gwayy? These ho^s can’t f^^k with me (Oh, no, no, no)
What’s up, Gwayy? These ho^s can’t f^^k with me (They can’t f^^k with me)
It be the bum-a^^ ho^s that’s pressed for me (Lil’ bum-a^^ ho)
[Outro]
(Sauceman)
(Alright then, Cartier)
(Sauceman)
(Alright then, Cartier)
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