Twiztid

Twiztid - Bonus Flavor lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Haha, re-re-remix, bitch!

(Throw me that fire!)

We creepin' in, too, baby!

(We got 5 on errything, man)

We got uhh, Lavel

(Shaggy!)

We got uhh, Twiztid!

(Monoxide, Madrox!)

Esham

(ABK!)

Big Blaze and Violent J!

(Lavel)

You say you got five on my tender?

You can bend her over the table

But be sure that you bring my stallion back to my stable

Say, bro? No Elementary school-ground playin'

Not a five dollar bill, a five-double-zero, on the real feel

I'm stayin' on the level, stayin' mellow

No criticism from the fellows, hello!

Being keyed doing a high-speed, but still don't tap the B.B.s

I'm busy, Lavel, you can't see me

(Madrox)

Like nyquil, I drop fever

So either put your five up, or you got to “leave it” like Beaver

Cause see a, niggy perpin broke'll, smoke your spliff all day

Go home and buy drinky with his pretty then parlay

(Monoxide)

I got five on the Hennessey, Seagram's, or 40's

(Madrox)

Cause “this is how we do it” like Montel Jordan

I'm from Detroit city, Frank Nitty is a goner

I'm blowin' it up like Oklahoma

(Esham)

Put ya feev with my fin, and best believe we'll bend

Mo corners than you thought, till something right is bought

Mo c-zacks? Best believe that, tokin'

Where you from? Oakland, I mean Detroit, smokin'

In attempts to crack the chest plate

The zips be so fluffy, the whole town loves me

At every event, I'm sacked up

So if ya need me, scream “ESHAM” when ya see me

(Chorus)

I got five on it!

(Got it good!)

Grab your fo

(Let's get keyed)

I got five on it

(Messin with that endo weed)

I got five on it!

(Got it good!)

It's got me stuck

(And I'm tore back!)

I got five on it

(Partna, let's go half on a sack!)

(Blaze)

Why you treat me so bad?

Grundy makes it happen

Fives get slapped, and revenue grows

From just a little bit of lightweight flamboastin'

Potent fumes lingerin', mighty clouds of northern lights

Disrespecting victim banning, and you'll be violating my civil rights

I'm startin' to feel my skrilla

But perhaps today my skrilla ain't feelin' me

For the simple fact that I'm off the track where

Hella fools be

Pockets empty, pitchin' five, man I'm dusted

Took off my hat, passed it around, now sprinkle me

(Monoxide)

Me and Blaze comin' fifth plus

Yo let the lead bust

Ready to do a murder, man

Perved off the Hurricane

Slurred again, witness what bein' off two-fifths equal

Me killin' people like Jason, facin' death every sequel

(Insane in the membrane!)

“Bring the Pain” like Method

Neglected

Smokin' kryptonite to the brain for breakfast

Guzzle the endo, finna do the evil that men do (?)

Give me feev I shall proceed to continue

(Chorus)

I got five on it!

(Got it good!)

Grab your fo

(Let's get keyed)

I got five on it

(Messin with that endo weed)

I got five on it!

(Got it good!)

It's got me stuck

(And I'm tore back!)

I got five on it

(Partna, let's go half on a sack

(Shaggy 2 Dope)

Yeah, it's been awhile since I spit it from the D-town

Fuck around, heard Paul and Jamie say

(Lemme get through ya shell)

Cause new styles is goin down, look around you

Twiztid and the Fam spread it all around you

(Violent J)

I'm back to get my O on, I get my flow on

With thirty-five on it, yeah, I'm on it

Still bringin' satin for them drawers

Velvet for the mic, and got a pound for the cause

(ABK)

Rollin' up cannabis sativa

Hittin' the Mary Jane

Smokin' the five before it's 12 o'clock, sippin on Hurricane

Ready to smoke on the endo, rolling up my window

Fin to go to the 'land

With a handful of broccoli, when it comes to the sticky

I'm the man

Kush nasty, I be hittin' the J so hard I hurl

Fall on the floor, finna have a stroke THC ain't no joke

I got five on everything, lets get loaded and smoke

Cause ABK about to hit it and croak!

(Chorus)

I got five on it!

(Got it good!)

Grab your fo

(Let's get keyed)

I got five on it

(Messin with that endo weed)

I got five on it!

(Got it good!)

It's got me stuck

(And I'm tore back!)

I got five on it

(Partna, let's go half on a sack

(Outro)

Aww, yeah, wassap baby?

It's me, your boy with game that's always tight

You a little short on some ends?

Don't worry 'bout that, I'll take care of that, I got five on that

I got you.

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