PT - Twin N Em Lyrics

Ayy, baby came with hella dividends
She a nine, but she a ten with him
Ayy, yeah, I know she wanna get with him
Lil' baby fine as hell, that's my twin & em
She ain't even tryna play, she tryna get it in
Booty bustin' out them jeans that she sittin' in
Only let me hit it once, I'm tryna hit again
Lil' baby fine as hell, that's my twin & em
Hate to see you go, I love to see you walk away
Let me show you off like I don't care what nobody say
She ain't gotta worry, she knowin' I'm just a call away
She ain't gotta worry, she hit me, she know I'm on the way
I'm tryna come to your momma place on the holidays
And maybe we can get us a little room with all kinda space
Let me put your legs up in the air and make you fly
Wait, the way I do it to her, she ain't had it this kinda way
Ayy, I know, it's a lot of lame niggas in your DM
They ain't even knowin' that you came over to see him
Know your ex mad, I wouldn't wanna be him
Ayy I wouldn't wanna be him
Bring it over, I'm tryna see what that body do
All them freaky texts you sendin', you gotta show the proof
When we all alone, you get nasty, bring out the hoe in you
I'm just tryna beat it up proper like I'm supposed to do
Ayy, baby came with hella dividends
She a nine, but she a ten with him
Ayy, yeah, I know she wanna get with him
Lil' baby fine as hell, that's my twin & em
She ain't even tryna play, she tryna get it in
Booty bustin' out them jeans that she sittin' in
Only let me hit it once, I'm tryna hit again
Lil' baby fine as hell, that's my twin & em