Two Shots AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

Two Shots AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

[Verse 1:]

2 shots of whatever

2 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 - MOB, goodfellas

Cut her ears off, ain't shit she could tell us

Write your name on the bullet, that's a fuckin love letter

If I ain't a trending topic, I'm a fucking trend-setter

[Hook:]

I'm on 2 shots of whatever

2 shots of whatever

Man 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

[Verse 2:]

If you're scared, go to church, Mason Betha

Sometimes the paper chase could be like chasing 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

Shawty 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 2 shots from wherever

2 shots from whoever

It be like a puzzle tryna put you back together

I should probably do better but probably, whatever...

[Verse 3:]

Your bullshit is stinking up the place

Me no tick (Jamaican)

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: bowling ball

2 shots of whatever

Keep them bitches coming and she can do whatever

I'm on 2 shots of whatever

2 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

2 shots of whatever

2 shots of whatever