Two Words Lyrics - Freeway

Well it is a weeping 

And a moaning 

And a gnashing of teeth 

It is a weeping 

And a mourning 

And a gnashing of teeth 

It is a 

When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound 

Believe (believe) 

Okay Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) 

Your chick, she so thirsty 

I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl 

She tryna jerk me 

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Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake 

Whoa, make the ground move, that's an ass quake 

Build a house up on that ass, that's an ass-tate 

Roll my weed on it, that's an ass tray 

Say Ye, say Ye don't we do this every day-day (huh?) 

I work them long nights, long nights to get a pay day 

Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay 

(And niggas still hating) so much hate I need an AK 

Now we out in Paris, yeah I'm Perriering 

White girls politicking, that's that Sarah Palin 

Getting high, Californicating 

I give her that D, cause that's where I was born and raised in 

Okay Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) 

Your chick, she so thirsty 

I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl 

She tryna jerk me 

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Yeah it's prime time, my top back, this pimp game ho 

I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James ho 

I'm bill-dropping Ms. Pac-Man, this pill popping-ass ho 

I'm popping too, these blue dolphins need two coffins 

All she want is some heel money, all she need is some bill money 

He take his time, he counts it out, I weighs it up, that's real money 

Check the neck, check the wrist, them heads turning, that's exorcist 

My Audemar like Mardi Gras, that's Swiss time and that's excellence 

Two-door preference, roof gone, George Jefferson 

That white frost on that pound cake so your Duncan Hines is irrelevant 

Lambo, Murcie-lago, she go wherever I go, wherever we go, we do it pronto 

Okay Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) 

Your chick, she so thirsty 

I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl 

She tryna jerk me 

Well, it is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of teeth in the dancehall 

And who no have teeth gwan rub pon them gums cause 

When time it comes to my sound, which is the champion sound 

The bugle has blown fi many times, and it still have one more time left 

Cause the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder 

Let the suicide doors up 

I threw suicides on the tour bus 

I threw suicides on the private jet 

You know what that mean, I'm fly to death 

I step in Def Jam building like I'm the shit 

Tell 'em give me fifty million or I'm-a quit 

Most rappers taste level ain't at my waist level 

Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-your-face level 

Don't do no press but I get the most press, kid 

Plus, yo my bitch make your bitch look like Precious 

Something about Mary, she gone off that Molly 

Now the whole party is melted like Dalí 

Now everybody is movin' they body 

Don't sell me apartment, I'll move in the lobby 

Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important 

You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans 

Ok, now ketchup to my campaign, coupe the color of mayonnaise 

I'm drunk and high at the same time, drinkin' champagne on the airplane (Travel) 

Spit rounds like the gun range, beat it up like Rampage 

100 bands, cut your girl, now your girl need a Band-Aid 

Grade A, A1, chain the color of Akon 

Black diamonds, backpack rhyming, co-signed by Louis Vuitton (Yup!) 

Horsepower, horsepower, all this Polo on I got horsepower 

Pound of this cost four thousand, I make it rain, she want more showers 

Rain pourin', all my cars is foreign 

All my broads is foreign, money tall like Jordan 

Okay Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) 

Your chick, she so thirsty 

I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl 

She tryna jerk me