Deuces Lyrics

Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces

Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa

Where my muses, I need music

I need you to not confuse us

Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices

Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses

Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it

Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it

Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'

Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses

Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it

Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it

Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'

Now I know I got y'all frustrated

The way that I switch up the cadence

Wearing thin all of your patience

Mad cause y'all can't replicate it

In my Zen, meditate

Get high, medicate

Yo man, separate

My place, set the date

I'm throwin' up peace signs

Don't mean to cross no lines

But girl you look divine

My love, it need co-signed

So since you got the time

To run across my mind

I think it would be fine

For us to intertwine

Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces

Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa

Where my muses, I need music

I need you to not confuse us

Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices

Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses

Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it

Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it

Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'

Ah shit, nigga what?

Mortal Kombat, test your luck

Where you find that, Toy-R-Us?

This designed by Smith & Wesson

I'm with the shit, I flick my wrist

No magic trick, make money flip

Y'all love to bitch, be throwin' fits

Be runnin round with hoes n' shit

Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces

Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa

Where my muses, I need music

I need you to not confuse us

Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices