Lyrics If I Could - Slim 400, Twista

If I Could

If I could
I give you more
If I could
I give you more
Twista!
Well the pimp and the boss is back
type of talk is that?
'Cause I assault the track
Ask a bitch if I bought you that
Tell me, would you come off the cap?
A sucker for something
But I gotta the truth, 'cause you ain’t gon' get nothing for nothing
When I get to you prolly wanna give whatever you want
And I see that you the one I’ma love
When I pull up on them in the Hellcat
And I’m smokin' on the OG Kush
And I got cookies on me, you can smell that
Haters in here givin' phony looks and I be pullin' on these niggas, bitches
Ballin' on them, and I’m known to give 'em what they want
Diamonds and pearls, two of the
Treat your girl, doing everything that they don’t
Super compatible whenever we talk
The type to make a pimp nigga trick out
I’ma do what I gotta do if we hit out
I think I wanna pick up on what she
backwood and talk to her
We can ride through the hood, give it a swirl
Take her into a stall, give her a pearl
And I wish I could give her the world
If I could
I give you more
If I could
I give you more
From the way she lookin, I can tell she fuckin
Suck the top, the balls and all that
Make moves in the hood, runnon game on niggas with all that
Goin up on niggas talkin shit to bitches
Run up where niggas staying it
And the bitch is with it, the bitch is with it
Find your life girl, 24
Same time, bitch, we on
RT, but I’m sliding by
Bro, that’s why I’m hella high
It ain’t nothing to a boss nigga
Bitch I got it, nigga
Goin hard till the sun come up
Still high on the money cloud
I’m the type of nigga to hold you down
Keep the clown niggas from coming around
When we goin up, they know it’s us
She fell in love, so I gave her trust
A nigga can’t fuck it up
She might cry to mama
If I could
I give you more
If I could
I give you more