Lyrics 2 Way Street - Pap Chanel, Blac Youngsta

2 Way Street

Got the left right cheek bussing on the beat
She upset high key she cannot compete
Sit like over 10 feet I be outta reach
Bag gotta double c let’s on a spree
Yea
It’s a whole lotta bread make some break some
Lotta whole hoes really scared to shake sum shake sum
This petty world a 2 way street
I can either go home or I go p.a.p
Bitch
Real shit when I shake this ass that boy go loco talking real quick
And I’m so bad nothing like these hoes he deal with
If he ain’t on shit just like Dorothy make my heels click
I can clear my chest don’t gotta feel lit
Big bag on me make a basic hoe hate me
Bitch I can by myself whatever that he gave me
No glancing at the tag I just put it in the bag
I won’t ever go out sad bout no nigga that I had
Bitch
Got the left right cheek bussing on the beat
She upset high key she cannot compete
Sit like over 10 feet I be outta reach
Bag gotta double c let’s on a spree
Yea
It’s a whole lotta bread make some break some
Lotta whole hoes really scared to shake sum shake sum
This petty world a 2 way street
I can either go home or I go p.a.p
Bitch
West coast, California I got plenty freaks
Brown skin, thick bitch I fuck her to sleep
Gansta bitch, got gantsa walk & she massage my feet
I put her out cause that tounge didn’t relax me
Yeen fucking bitch then you going in the taxi
Yeen clapping ass when you ask then don’t ask me
I know plenty niggas that don’t went up & they khaki
I know plenty hoes that’ll fuck me for some zaxbys
Got the left right cheek bussing on the beat
She upset high key she cannot compete
Sit like over 10 feet I be outta reach
Bag gotta double c let’s on a spree
Yea
It’s a whole lotta bread make some break some
Lotta whole hoes really scared to shake sum shake sum
This petty world a 2 way street
I can either go home or I go p.a.p
Bitch