Lil Wayne - Two Shots lyrics

Two shots of whatever Two 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 b**h, leave a n***a on a stretcher It's all there, papa, you ain't even got to measure Laughing at how my old b**hes look jealous Well what goes around comes around, propellers Money over b**hes, M-O-B, goodfellas Cut her ears off, ain't sh** she could tell us Write your name on the bullet, that's a f**in' love letter If I ain't a trending topic, I'm a f**ing trend-setter I'm on two shots of whatever Two shots of whatever Man 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 If you're scared, go to church, Mason Betha Sometimes the paper chase could be like chasing a leopard The p**y wetter, wetter than it's ever been But she gone probably try to cross the line like a Mexican I ain't on that bullsh** Shawty fine as f** though, now she kiss me on my neck I hope she ain't cut-throat Cut down on the syrup cause it made me f** slow Shoot so many times I'mma choke off the gun smoke Life, d**h, love, hate, pleasure, pain Pay me no mind but I don't have change I co*k back and aim at your membrane Broad day, no mask, close range You can get two shots from wherever Two shots from whoever It be like a puzzle tryna put you back together I should probably do better but probably, whatever Your bullsh** is stinking up the place Me no tink baduck me a done de place Can't let these b**h n***as slide and touch base I make her cum so many times, call her "nutcase" It's Young Money baby, take your clothes off Give me them three holes, bowling ball Two shots of whatever Keep them b**hes coming and she can do whatever I'm on two shots of whatever Two 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 Two shots of whatever Two shots of whatever