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Foesum - Don't Get It Twisted lyrics

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dont forget the hennessey  juice or gin
 we bouts to take another trip so just dip in the Foe
 I got a box of Phillies and I'm puttin em by the door
 I'm ready to get my ride on hoppin side to side
 got these hoes jockin  game recognize
 rollin with my kinfolk  sippin on a brew
 spittin game to skirts  so tell em what we do
 Now we be keepin things on the DL so we roll late
 dippin, while I'm sippin on some gin and some OJ
 leanin to the side of the ride like the G's do
 layin low when you see some nobody see's you
 put the mash down anytime that its called upon
 makin fools step aside cuz M&M and Dubb's on
 regulatin thangs, so check the statistics
 comin at that ass, so dont get it twisted
 (Chorus)
 Don't get it twisted, for you'll never see a day again
 Don't get it twisted, baby baby baby baby, never see a dogg again
 Lowrider, lets get a little higher
 pass around the blunt and spark the fire
 sittin laid back in the zone
 so I'm a take two hits then I'm a pass it on
 Pass it here cuz I'll be blowin more smoke than a chimney
 and I'm bombed in cuz the Chronic just hit me
 creepin in a fo and the ragtop's white
 flossin with Dubb hittin switches at the stop light
 Now let me flip the tape, while we let the ass scrape
 and pump your brakes while the Dubb illustrates
 somethin for the homeys puttin it down like Gs
 cuz thats how we do it in the LBC
 Comin right back at that ass, makin fools pay the cost
 gettin things heated if its needed with the niner raw
 Think you slow ya roll so think twice when we kicks it
 so get it straight fool, and dont get it twisted
 (Chorus)
 Don't get it twisted, for you'll never see a day again
 Don't get it twisted, baby baby baby, never see a dogg again
 Now we be, runnin game on hoes like a track meet
 got the sounds bumpin from the trunk and the backseat
 holdin a grip of chips while I smoke a fat J
 comin up out the West Coast where the gangstas and the ballers stay
 (hell yeah) stoppin and hoppin and droppin the Foe to the floor
 hittin a switch on a lips and we dippin homey cuz we like it low
 creepin up the block hoes jock cuz we're on these
 Dubb break it down for me through the eyes of a G
 Now some of y'all niggaz dont know me but you best a slow yo roll
 crawlin in my Chevy now I'm hittin trey wheel mo
 definitely for effect you know I'm down for my city
 when I'm rollin in my ride with some drank and a Philly
 so homey lets take a dip cuz we goin trip tonight, thats on the real
 here comes ? Locc in a Cadillac Seville
 with the top dropped back, full of skirts, lets handle business
 time to get lifted, but dont get it twisted
 (Chorus)
 Don't get it twisted, for you'll never see a day again
 Don't get it twisted, baby baby baby baby, never see a dogg again
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: The Perfection Label

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Released in: 2011

Language: English

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