NUMBER TWO ft. Toppa Q Lyrics

Yung Fuego

Toppa Q

Number two

You know I had to do it to 'em

Mami, controlate

Dale, controlate

No te cagues otra vez

What you did to me

If only you could see

What you and I could be

And now I can't believe

You can't control your poo

That booty stank, pee-yoo

Your shit split us in two

If you only knew

Baby, all the things I would do to you

If you could control your number two

Sorry, but I can't have you shit on me

Can't have your poopoo on my peepee

Poop in your pants, that's a UTI

That's why there won't be a you and I

Ate it from the back, got it in my eyes

That's one thing I can't fetishize

Sorry, but I won't change your diapers

Your poop's deadlier than a viper

Can't lie, told my boys that I liked ya

Before you shit yourself at the nightclub

Look, girl, it's obvious that you vibe with me

Lookin' in my eyes, smile and laugh when you ride with me

Thinkin' bout our future, I'd give you the world

That was all before I saw your incontinency

She farted on my dick and she shitted too

I looked down at my meat and I shouted, "ew"

Might be TMI, she covered it in poo

How'd my number one give me number two?

And now I'm thinkin' to myself, you did me wrong

Had to get shit off my chest and write a song

That shit's nasty as fuck, I cannot lie

This is a warning out to all the other guys

Baby, all the things I would do to you

If you could control your number two

Sorry, but I can't have you shit on me

Can't have your poopoo on my peepee

Poop in your pants, that's a UTI

That's why there won't be a you and I

Ate it from the back, got it in my eyes

That's one thing I can't fetishize

My girl, she was a hot piece

Until she dropped a hot piece

All over my cock piece

Now she in the hot seat

Her poopy panties stinky

Smudged up on my winky

Paint it like DaVinky

Got my eyes all pinky

On the beach, sunset in Cancún

You couldn't hold in your poo

You should've gone and used the loo

Cause now you and me ain't cool

The poop in the sand's congealing

That night was so revealing

Cause now you're not appealing

And now my head is reeling

Gone are days of erection

After you pooed in my direction

Couldn't beat that penile infection

Guess I should've used protection

Should've disclosed that dysentery

The bombs on my schlong was military

The nightmares I got are very scary

Your intestines are just incendiary

Baby, all the things I would do to you

If you could control your number two

Sorry, but I can't have you shit on me

Can't have your poopoo on my peepee

Poop in your pants, that's a UTI

That's why there won't be a you and I

Ate it from the back, got it in my eyes

That's one thing I can't fetishize

Yung Fuego

Toppa Q

Number two, ah