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And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly And, and my wrist stay like Sly Stallone And my wrist stay like Sly Stallone
I keep two toned stones in my low Keep two toned stones in my low two toned stone, two, two toned stone Keep two toned stones in my low and my
People they ask me, "Twista, how you keep yo' young?" Rocks on my wrist make me like the Italian Stallion I don't do much but every cost at least five digits Just use it as inspiration and say, "He got it so I get it"
If a heffer got a then I gotta hit it If it's princess cut I gotta get it Handcuffs on the wrists, nobody out here fuckin' with Twist' I be flowin' so you gotta it
But let me it back up So you can hear I'm spittin' They call me Balboa I'm Rocky, come and at how I glisten
Even it my aura make me get my shine on It's just a to myself for gettin' my grind on Got different rocks in the Jacob for time zone In the club with boulders call me Sly Stone
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I keep two toned stones, two, two stone Keep two toned stones in my low Keep two toned stone, two, two stone Keep two stones sittin' in my low and my
People me, "Twista we love you but why you act so cocky?" My swagger up in these got me feelin' like Rocky When I pull up to the party in the all Maserati It so good when I know That I got 'em diamonds that'll fuck up
Don't hate 'cause I got there, don't trip on how I do it dude Different color on every side of the Rubik's Cube My screamin' loud, so I stay cool and mellow How many colors you got in that Black and white and and yellow
Hundred karats on the iPod, hundred karats on the Gucci In the club talkin' shit like I know that my dookie stink White tee or the fuchsia mink, on the weather You take it or compete with me we can do whatever 'cause my
Wrist stay Rocky like Sly And my stay Rocky like Sly Stallone And, and my stay Rocky, wrist, wrist stay Rocky And my wrist Rocky like Sly Stallone
I two toned stones, two, two toned stone two toned stones sittin' in my low Keep two stone, two, two toned stone Keep two toned sittin' in my low and my
V.I.P., diamonds and a gold chain It's a motherfuckin' shame how my earlobes From them and a bracelet On my flick, flick, flick, flick, flick
so cold, they say they lookin' at the time On the wrist tick, tick, tick, tick, It's the I could pull up on a thick chick So and her ass so thick thick
I her, "Let me be your manager On the red carpet while the camera flick, flick, I could put some diamonds on them and have you lookin' better" She looked at me like Elena, pulled her sleeves and said her
Wrist stay like Sly Stallone And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly And, and my wrist Rocky, wrist, wrist stay Rocky And my wrist stay Rocky Sly Stallone
I keep two toned stones, two, two toned Keep two stones sittin' in my low Keep two toned stone, two, two stone Keep two toned stones in my low