wit my twins/ for my twins Lyrics

Racks racks racks

Racks racks (hey, yeah)

Racks racks racks (hey yeah)

Racks racks (hey yeah)

I love racks (I love racks)

I love sex and I like drugs

And I like that yeah (She play with my bone)

Can you do it again

Do it again

Phone up a friend (phone em up)

Lets run it again (run it up)

Run it again

Run up on you (awhoo you you)

Yeah, we spinning again (we spinning again)

I just wanna get rich with my twins (with my twins)

I just wanna spend some bags with my twins

Copping Prada evermore expensive things (expensive things)

Spent your savings on a couple diamond rings (diamond rings)

Oh I think she like me (oh I)

I think she's into me (she want me hey yeah)

Did I mention that I'm stupid filthy rich (that filthy filthy)

Made it out, all this money

All my twizzy rich (all of my twizzy they rich)

Woo woo woo woo

Big money stacking flexing with my Goonies yeah (yeah)

Heard you're all them bands lil boy

We'll confiscate them yeah

Done him dirty with the racks (what)

Bought a clean face

Diamond pointers in my choker what yeah necklace

What yeah yeah

Yeah huh big body (okay)

I'll crash the lamb truck

Cause these perkys taking my body (oh woah)

Who are you (speak up yeah)

Who are you luh buddy

No no no no

We don't know you

Kick rocks buddy

Woah woah yeah

Woah yeah got the racks on me

Woah woah oh got the bands on me

Yeah uh huh going up

Twin Goonies

I just bought some pants (woo woo woo)

And they're True Religion just like me

I could never loose this money man (wah ah ah hah)

It's a part of me

And she tell come and bust it down (yeah)

Come and play on me (yeah yeah)

I just be sitting perma-stoned on my fucking seat (woah woah)