Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 200, artist - Diplo.
Date of issue: 25.01.2009
Song language: English
200 |
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 bitch, leave a nigga on a stretcher |
It’s all there papa, you ain’t even got to measure |
Laughing at how my old bitches look jealous |
Well what goes around comes around, propellers |
Money Over Bitches, M.O.B, goodfellas |
Cut our ears off, ain’t shit you could tell us |
Write your name on the bullet, that’s a fuckin' love letter |
If I ain’t a trendin' topic, I’m a fuckin' trend-setter, I’m on |
If you’re scared, go to church, Mason Betha |
Sometimes the paper chase could be like chasin' a leopard |
The pussy wetter, wetter than it’s ever been |
But she gone probably try to cross the line like a Mexican |
I ain’t on that bullshit, shorty fine as fuck though |
Now she kiss me on my neck, I hope she ain’t cut-throat |
Cut down on the syrup cause it made me fuck slow |
Shoot so many times I’mma choke off the gunsmoke |
Life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain |
Pay me no mind but I don’t have change |
I cock 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 bullshit is stinkin' up the place |
Me no tek bad up, me a done de place |
Can’t let these bitch niggas 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, bowlin' ball |
Two shots of whatever |
Keep them bitches cummin' and she gon' do whatever |
Two shots of whatever, two shots of whatever |