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Lyrics for 411 by Twista:
| | | Artist: | Twista |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | 411 | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 99 | | | | Lyrics: | [Chorus - 2x]
Why you all in my business
Why you really really want to know the 4-1-1
Is
it cause that my game's tight
I can scoop a bitch and fuck her on the same night
[Verse
1: High Beam]
It was a, Saturday evening bout seven at night
White T, white thongs pockets
feeling alright
I got a, call from one of my carmel chicks
She said I mean be careful I
think they talking on some hate shit
Despite the talk of the town, I'ma be there
For 45
minutes when you hear the horn come down
And when she climbed in, I received a kiss and a
hug
In a minute take off your shoes on a white persian rug
Wave your number rolling going to
get bent
Why they sure call thugs mugging I see him right through the tent
He had the nerve
enough to tap on my glass
But he ain't had enough light to peek in but I almost blast his
ass
Is it cause that I'm known to bust
So quick to bump a bad bitch that y'all known to
trust
So when you see me on them thangs in the cadillac truck
Man don't even know me when
you see your bitch in the back or front
[Chorus - 2x]
[Verse 2: Todd
Nitty]
Foul, god damn you hagging
Sixteen block my wall you want to block my magic
Now
you wondering no what Nitty be doing
While these bitches trying to find out who am I
screwing
And I'm so, sick and tired of the motherfucking gossip
And I'm, sick and tired of
the motherfucking coppers
They actually post up at the end of my block
Take a hoe from her
spot just for trying to plot
(*cop voice*)
[Todd Nitty]
And I'm like, damn
friendly why you all on me
Man I'm out here slanging records shit I stopped selling
weed
Tell me, are you mad cause you see what I drive
Or are you checking out these broads
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