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Evil Twin (feat. Mac Deezy) Video (MV)




Performed By: TKN FORLIFE
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Malachi Ward, Tiki Lloyd




TKN FORLIFE - Evil Twin (feat. Mac Deezy) Lyrics




Bitch, nigga, niggas act like we ain't really been on this shit for real,
Ayy, ayy, say Mac Deezy, say, did you hear what he said
I heard 5'5", 6's, been aiming at brothers, I might go and knock off his dreads
If I see a dead man lace up his shoes and I find out his partners, I need that hoe dead

I been bankin' on Sundays, bringin' that hoe all to Friday, I need to hear what he said
Uh, yeah, more bodies that I cannot count, though
Big cup, but this lean might go tip over
Big coupe rollin' down like a Range Rover

How you just countin' these bodies you can't stand over
Big dog and I move like I'm 30 rollin
How I'm just droppin' these lyrics on all of these songs
I'm archivin' up to Minnesota

Ayy, say Mac Deezy, say, yeah, niggas be pussy
Yeah, niggas be pussy ass hoes that robbing' these hoes for a cookie
How y'all niggas gon' talk on a nigga
Y'all bookin' my show like a pussy, uh

Got these hunnids and all of these blue tees
I'm bout to run for a noogie
Big, big, big walk down 30 for the show
Big walk down 30 in the pole

Big walk down 30 in the hole
Uh, let's go
And you already know how we roll
Never lie, but I will crack a joke

Big racks in my pockets, they save more
And y'all bitches, y'all workin' at save more
Money long, new racks, not a day old
Tellin' my people I love them, this life shit a blessing

Tellin' ma dukes that I got her forever
But her baby boy fightin' some devils
Like big x said , bitch, you know it's levels
You can't reach me

I be geekin'
I be tweakin'
I be feein' it
I need it

All that love bullshit you doin', you really ain't got no reason
My heart as cold as ah polar bear, and you already know it's my reason
Bitch, I'm Mac Deezy
A cool young nigga, it really don't matter the season

Like Mr. Davenport, I done caught a lab rat
30 glitz, might go get a lil' boy smacked
Run off a hose like I got me a IMAC
Big clock and it's deep in my backpack

And a scat, but we call it a pat-pat
In this chop go boom, flata flat flat
Uh, that's a new hat
Throw the stick, y'all get a new gat

Uh, yeah
Me and Mac Deezy, we stayin' together with the Go Brothers
Uh, it ain't no other
TKN, yeah, shout out my brother

Got a new watch, need to bust down the bezel
Meet a new bitch, make her sing acapella
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Bitch, nigga, niggas act like we ain't really been on this shit for real,
Ayy, ayy, say Mac Deezy, say, did you hear what he said
I heard 5'5", 6's, been aiming at brothers, I might go and knock off his dreads
If I see a dead man lace up his shoes and I find out his partners, I need that hoe dead

I been bankin' on Sundays, bringin' that hoe all to Friday, I need to hear what he said
Uh, yeah, more bodies that I cannot count, though
Big cup, but this lean might go tip over
Big coupe rollin' down like a Range Rover

How you just countin' these bodies you can't stand over
Big dog and I move like I'm 30 rollin
How I'm just droppin' these lyrics on all of these songs
I'm archivin' up to Minnesota

Ayy, say Mac Deezy, say, yeah, niggas be pussy
Yeah, niggas be pussy ass hoes that robbing' these hoes for a cookie
How y'all niggas gon' talk on a nigga
Y'all bookin' my show like a pussy, uh

Got these hunnids and all of these blue tees
I'm bout to run for a noogie
Big, big, big walk down 30 for the show
Big walk down 30 in the pole

Big walk down 30 in the hole
Uh, let's go
And you already know how we roll
Never lie, but I will crack a joke

Big racks in my pockets, they save more
And y'all bitches, y'all workin' at save more
Money long, new racks, not a day old
Tellin' my people I love them, this life shit a blessing

Tellin' ma dukes that I got her forever
But her baby boy fightin' some devils
Like big x said , bitch, you know it's levels
You can't reach me

I be geekin'
I be tweakin'
I be feein' it
I need it

All that love bullshit you doin', you really ain't got no reason
My heart as cold as ah polar bear, and you already know it's my reason
Bitch, I'm Mac Deezy
A cool young nigga, it really don't matter the season

Like Mr. Davenport, I done caught a lab rat
30 glitz, might go get a lil' boy smacked
Run off a hose like I got me a IMAC
Big clock and it's deep in my backpack

And a scat, but we call it a pat-pat
In this chop go boom, flata flat flat
Uh, that's a new hat
Throw the stick, y'all get a new gat

Uh, yeah
Me and Mac Deezy, we stayin' together with the Go Brothers
Uh, it ain't no other
TKN, yeah, shout out my brother

Got a new watch, need to bust down the bezel
Meet a new bitch, make her sing acapella
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Writer: Malachi Ward, Tiki Lloyd
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