Lil Twist Love Affair

[Chorus:]

I’m dealing with this love affair

It used to be just physical

But now it’s just too emotional for me

I wanna confess but I can’t

Tell my girl what I want

So what do I do

Let it burn inside of me

Will I get away

Or will it live in tragedy

[Verse 1:]

Feeling Attraction ready for action

She had a body like Ms. Jackson

I knew there was trouble when she passed by

But she was so fly

She invited me over

So I hopped in the Rover

Then my lady called the phone

And I should of went home

But I let the phone roam

[Bridge:]

And it was like…

Oooohhhhh

I can’t keep my shirt on

I swear it’s was like…

Oooohhhh

I can’t keep my hands to myself

[Chorus:]

I’m dealing with this love affair

It used to be just physical

But now it’s just too emotional for me

I wanna confess but I can’t

Tell my girl what I want

So what do I do

Let it burn inside of me

Will I get away

Or will it live in tragedy

[Verse 2:]

I swear that I was done

I’m never going back

Then she called up

She said I left my hat

You know I can’t live without my hat

I got an excuse to go back y’all

So you know I’m gonna have a ball

I said I’m going back y’all

Believe me that’s not all

[Bridge:]

And now I’m like…

Oooohhhhh

I can’t keep my shirt on

I swear it’s like…

Oooohhhh (Young Money)

I can’t keep my hands to myself

[Chorus:]

I’m dealing with this love affair

It used to be just physical

But now it’s just too emotional for me

I wanna confess but I can’t

Tell my girl what I want

So what do I do

Let it burn inside of me

Will I get away

Or let it live in tragedy…

[Lil Wayne:]

Uh, I got a main bitch and a mistress

I’m trying to work it out, I’m on my fitness

Probably won’t last, but I’m optimistic

One makes me happy, the other one makes a difference

I ain’t a player, but I love a lot

She loves me, she loves me not

But it feel good, and it’s not supposed to

I eat her insides, mm soul food

She put her head back, then her eyes close

We stuck in the moment like the time froze

Then my girl call, back to reality

But I keep her in a picture in my heart gallery, oh!

[Bridge:]

Oooohhhhh

I can’t keep my shirt on

I swear it’s like…

Oooohhhh (Yeah)

I can’t keep my hands to myself

[Chorus:]

I’m dealing with this love affair

It used to be just physical

But now it’s just too emotional for me

I wanna confess but I can’t

Tell my girl what I want

So what do I do

Let it burn inside of me

Will I get away

Or let it live in tragedy…

Lil Twist Carte Blanche

Let’s try this again

Hawaiian Punch

Unh! The youngest in charge

My pockets been large

A new whip every day, kid

Check my garage

Jeep sittin high and that benz is super-charged

I ain’t say they were mines

But look we livin large

Fresh rings, simpson yellow, like I’m rollin Marge.

White package, diamonds singin like young El de Barge

Coming back with the black

I don’t how to act

Mister casual flow

But I don’t know how to slack

I’m rolling Bugatti and shhh

I don’t know how to ‘lac

Unless I’m gettin drove around, but look we ordered dat

If I’m in it the escalade, that mean I’m gettin paid

If you knock 3 times or more that mean I’m gettin laid.

Shout out to rosay, free weezy all day

YMCMB, my team on top like toupes

I kill him off, kill him off like first 48

Just give me one of those

If I need two days for drop my gun

When in a store, have my fun, throw em on the floor

Open the door, give me all of that and more

Open your pocket you whore, no sorry if I just swore

But I’m just hungry, no I’m not poor

That’s why I came here for

And no not because I needed more

It’s my time to shine

But it’s bout time to show who I’m is

Twist on every girl wish list

How in the hell could you dish this, unh!

Let, let to be break in

Tired of these dudes fakin

And all these other dudes hatin

When truthfully I’m fly as angel wings

And hotter than Satan

Cool, cool and amazing

All hell is what I’m raising

I’m chill on a vacation

With Jamaican, asian, caucasian,

Cajan, I mean cuban, rick rubin

We cruisin, we winnin, while ya’ll losin

Cause we working, When ya’ll snoozing

Ch-Checks comin in every week and I tired of movin’

But gettin to the money is somethin’ I can’t get tired of doin

So I’m gonna keep til I can’t

And I ain’t gone stop til the bank unlock, mane.

Slow up, slow up, show up, show up here I go

Twizzy F.

Ain’t done with the tape, man

Teen rappers, oh wait, is there any left?

Slow up, slow down ya

This how we movin round, and

You didn’t like me then, can only imagine you like me now

Twist

These niggas don’t want it with us

You see Young Money with us

You should be running with us

Instead of running from us

You see us doin’ it big

So you be cuffin yo chick

And every time she speak

You know she’s mention lil twist.

Lil Twist Inkredible

(Yo)

(This is the first freestyle, since the shina’s got out of line)

(Young Money)

Young Money Cash Money (yeah)

I’m the young boy.

I’m cold with little recognition like Brandon Roy (what up).

I’m ’bout to go nuts for fun, call it almond joy (get it).

And I’m a be hotter in the summer, corduroy.

The Young Money popstar (yeah)

I’m a rock her

I got your girl combination, watch how I’ll lock her.

Get it. They say I’m silly

Well I’m a lease a rapper to the youngin’ Lil’ Diggy.

Re-Rest in peace Pac

Re-Rest in Biggy, but Twizzy

I’m more like The Beatles in my city (rock).

Why? Cause I know what’s uppa

And I don’t call these young artists rappers, they’re suppa.

I’m eating all these rappers, whoever claim they better.

I tell them to get off my meat, my pecker, wood and my decker.

And get ready cause I’m comin’ for ya

Better get your whole team to start running for ya.

Holdin’ campaign’ins. I don’t care if your famous.

I’m on fire like I’m cannon

It won’t help me if it’s rainin’, not complainin’.

Cause I’m indestructible. Crazy mother truckable

When I’m livin’ like the Huxtables.

Now get off my testicles. I’m illy-illy

The kid like Gille willy.

I get more “P” than a hat of a Philly, hold up.

Well let me keep that to myself.

Black and White like the ref.

I’m rockin’ shows for the def, ugh.

I’m the hardest working artist, I’m the smartest,

I’m the modest. Kick em out just like I’m Martin and get out. (ugh)

101 game now sit out.

And if I’m nasty to you haters, you can go and spit out.

I be doing if I flop.

Better grab your tissue when my ish drop.

Cause it’s gonna be like diarrhea, droppin’ stacks at galleria.

Hollin’ at these mama mia’s (yeah)

I’m so Inkredible, switchin’ up on ya kids, you better buy a vowel.

I make you sweat so you better buy a towel.

And I know who’s who’s now who’s looking for the aisle.

Not we, cause we are Young Money.

We sick in your tummy, we make your nose runny.

Yeah we make your nose runny, got a house full of chicks,

I call em Twist Clyde Bunnies (yeah).

Sh-Shall I keep going? Keep flowing?

Throw my chain up, and then it starts snowing

Start storming, start hailing.

Whatever they call it.

Yeah it’s hailing cause it’s ice falling, yeah your kid still ballin’.

I’m runnin’ out of breath, I’m feelin myself.

If no one else (who cares)

Cause I don’t care about what you do.

Because it’s me against you like

2×2 or 3×3 yes I’m a do me.

Spell my name “T” “W” Mr capital “T”.

Oh wait I missed the freakin “I” “S”, cause I is the best.

And I will freakin dissect, all you freaking rappettes.

I’m nasty on the track like rat sex.

I’m happy, because I got a mad check.

Mr. Little “T”. Mr 1 point 3 young mula ba-by. (yeah)

(Ok)

(I just had to go in. Ya dig)

(Shout out to my little bro, Diggy, I see you Mr. Atlantic)

(Young Money)

(I see you Fareed)

(Ya Dig)

Lil Twist Fires & Desires

[Trippie Redd:]

Ay, fires and desires burn through the night

Burn through the night

Fires and desires burn through the night

Burn through the night

[Lil Twist:]

Alright

Well her clothes is on fire, the rose is on fire

The ladder is on fire, but still I climb higher

Cause her love is what I need, we’ve been sipping gasoline

We make love out in the open, we set fire to the trees

Now she calling me some fireman (huh)

I see whats going on, she giving out fire dome

Gotta turn on the sirens on

I walk through the steam for her

Yeah she made me fiend for her

Now I’m bout to finish her

She need an extinguisher

[Trippie Redd:]

Fires and desires burn through the night

Burn through the night

Fires and desires burn through the night

Burn through the night

[Lil Wayne:]

I turned her out, I got her cooking hard

Fuck taking pictures, take a bullet for us

I make her count the guap in just her draws

I make her count all out I listen

I brought her round too many strippers lord

She said fuck tipping and start kissing broads

I burnt her out she need a break lord

I told her hold that tight, you get replaced lord

Ain’t got a job I make her look employed

I made her throw away her pussy toy

She got desire for a fire boy

And she ain’t seen a fire higher lord

[Trippie Redd:]

Fires and desires burn through the night

Burn through the night

Fires and desires burn through the night

Burn through the night

Lil Twist 1812

[Lil Za]

I can’t imagine what it’s like with you

All I’m asking can a nigga spend a night with you

Not really in the mood well I got some weed

Relax your mind and after that it’s white wine

That’s right I know what you like

Not the prototype just living by the motto type

You know YOLO right shit I’m fuckin with you tho

I know you thinking like this nigga think I’m some kinda ho

But no I really don’t I just think that you deserve it

Say you never done it but I promise you would love it

[Khalil]

Me and you up in this room

And I know just what you wanna do

So leave them clothes beside the bed

It’s gonna be a night you won’t forget

[Khalil]

Mr. Underestimated girl first place

I’m tryna slide to the crib like first base

Hit the condo room shaking like an earthquake

Worse case Za come through and let the girls bake

You thinking bout the other dude that you found

I wonder what they spending all their time doing now

But back to you I’m really tryna take you down

Say your tryna fall in love but that ain’t really what I’m bout

What you thinking gril I got a nice hotel

Presidential suite you and me 1812

[Khalil]

You and me up in this room

And I know just what you wanna do

So leave them clothes beside the bed

It’s gonna be a night you won’t forget

[Lil Twist]

So when I take them clothes off slow

Ain’t no telling where my tongue or where my hands go

Hell yeah I’m a freak baby you ain’t know

I been tryna sneak peek through your peep hole

For a minute now that you let me in it

Imma teach this chick a lesson she salutes to this luitenant

Now reporting back to this young sergant

I’m just tryna pick these flowers out your garden

And water them with bacardi maybe

Maybe you can be Lil Twizzy’s baby

And rep young mula baby and meet Lil Tunechi maybe but for now wow

[Khalil]

Me and you up in this room

And I know just what you wanna do

So leave them clothes beside the bed

It’s gonna be a night you won’t forget

Lil Twist Past-Life

[Verse 1: Lil Twist]

I said this love we got going, Girl

It’s really mind blowin’

Cause we not doing what our hearts say babe

Just what our minds showin’

And even when we makin’ love

Girl I won’t stop ’til you surrender

Now shit ain’t been the same

Since I done put that dick up in her (Ha)

It’s like I found a winner with a

Little dilemmas, For instance asking bout old shit that I could hardly remember

Like uh

Did you twap her? Did you fuck her?

Back then in ’09

Shit, I think one time, Babygirl around lunchtime

But what you trippin’ for?

Yeah, that’s old shit

Leave my past shit In the past, bitch

Didn’t really mean to straight call you bitch

But really babe, I’m only sayin shit

I’m thinkin’ future, yeah future wife

I’m grown baby, I live the life

That one kiss changed ya whole life

And that was all based off of one night

In Miami, in my condo

18 flow out the window

Y’all know me I’m a Wild Boy

First date screamers, be gentle

Then I reply I’m a gentleman

Baby relax and just hold this

And I swear to God it gets no better then Twist now…

[Hook: Chris Richardson]

Stop askin’ ’bout my past life

It’s all about you, baby

I live my life in the fast lane

And it’s only for you, baby

And if I say that I want you, then baby I want you

I’m calling you my baby (baby)

And if I said I’ll call you, then baby I will call you, my baby

[Verse 2: Lil Twist]

Ain’t that shit type crazy?

You used to be my friend-friend and now you’re my baby

See what happens when a bitch play me?

Sometimes, you think that shit shady

But fuck her, she played me

Now we sittin’ down talkin’ bout how I should teach your ex how to treat a fuckin lady

Fuck him!

I don’t care about him

Really thinkin’ bout red-diamond

To sit back with this Rosé

With Lil Za kicked up with my red bottoms

Then call you

Take this money hit the mall too

P.J., M-Y to the Mercer recall you like fall-through

I got a lot of shit

And that’s all for you

Cause that’s just what real players do

You say you like girls?

Well shit, me too

So why have one, when I can have two?

Just jokin’

She said are you crazy? I said you know it!

So just chill, and blow it, slowly

Okay, I’m jokin’ once again

You know we do this cause we friends

And I have no problems with it

I plan to do this to the end

And I swear on everything, you’ll have the best nights of your life!

Just do me one favor

Quit askin’ bout my past-life

Alright? Now…

[Hook: Chris Richardson]

Stop askin’ ’bout my past life

It’s all about you, baby

I live my life in the fast lane

But it’s only for you, baby

And if I say that I want you, then baby I want you

I’m calling you my baby (baby)

And if I said I’ll call you, then baby I will call you, my baby

Lil Twist I Wrote This Song For You

Young [x8] .. young mula baby

She got me patiently waiting always thinking for her love

And I’ve been meaning to tell ya ‘ girl how I feel bout us

So let me take the time, so speak my mind because I wrote this

Song for you (wrote this song for you).

And baby I know; you ain’t use to me but

I can be the man you need, you know it to; that’s why I wrote

This song for you (wrote this song for you).

Yeaah, I wrote this song for yous ‘ah, don’t worry bout them

Other losers’ I would neva use ya. Think enough like a zombie

Baby I would neva sculze ya and no need for a lost and found

Cause I would neva lose ya. If I had ya I would grab ya;

Every part of me is an example, so I sat back and thought

That I would give you a sample of “TWIST” I mean “CHRIS”

That’s who you needa know; and when I see ya on stage girl

You like the walking float. welcome to the twista show, I swear it’s

Not straight to go, and I hope that one year block game nothin

To my pick and roll. so I picked and rolled, now girl lets go;

On to the next thing, our love is rolled up, let’s go.

She got me patiently waiting always thinking for her love

And I’ve been meaning to tell ya ‘ girl how I feel bout us

So let me take the time, so speak my mind because I wrote

This song for you (wrote this song for you). and baby I know;

You ain’t use to me but I can be the man you need, you know it to

That’s why I wrote this song for you (wrote this song for you).

Make a minds, tell and tale. keep on driving I might as well

I don’t get down like man oh well, if time will fail; then

Time will sail; Lil’ mama bad and all, mama sad and all

How ya acting yall yeah, if she blow me off then I’ll play it

Off say nothing ever happend yall.

Cause when I see ya pretty face, don’t give up all ready

I be like oh no baby I should though, and I’m trying not to dance

I see the way you lookin at me; man I hope so, saying damn

I want her. yeaaah.

And we can ball in any way you want to, the other side

Feels good don’t it and you know that it’s true, that’s why

I wrote this song for you.

She got me patiently waiting always thinking for her love

And I’ve been meaning to tell ya’ girl how I feel bout us

So let me take the time, so speak my mind because I wrote

This song for you (wrote this song for you). and baby I know

You ain’t use to me but I can be the man you need, you know it to

That’s why I wrote this song for you (wrote this song for you).

Lil Twist That’ll Be Cool

[Lil Wayne:]

Now let me brush off my Pu…

Now let me…

Now let me…

Now let me brush off my Puma’s.

This is for the early birds and the late bloomers.

My fitted cocked and so is the boomer.

My money ain’t funny, but they got a since of humor.

And everybody dies, but snitches die sooner.

Paint your shirt and room like a Oklahoma Sooner.

I’m out of this world, lunar.

I’ve got cheese cake like juniors’,

The coolest kid on the school yard.

Higher then a uniform, scared?

I got work at home, call it home work.

I got paper in my backpack,

I know you smell me, I’m the shit like an exlac… Oooh!

Diarrhea Dwayne,

Bust your fucking head, souvenir your brain.

You ain’t talking about nothing,

Got your girl leaving out my house, walking out of my house funny.

Like her legs are telling jokes,

I swear you would have thought it was like a DJ honcho.

And we ain’t talking slow, you just listening fast.

Boy I’m sitting on green like piss in the grass.

Just let me know, and the grass still grow, even if you mow.

I’m so N.O.

I hope I live until I’m five hundred and four.

That’ll be cool.

[Chorus: x2]

Can I roll with you baby?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

Maybe with the Mercedes?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

With things that drive you crazy?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

And if you put that ice on my body?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

[Lil Twist:]

I’m so two one four, you know Twist man.

I get paper in my bag so bad like a mailman

So fresh, so dope

Head to the show.

Sitting on a white and black car with Orealeo,

14 is so nice, my flow is so tight.

If you trying to see me leave left, go right.

Me and Wayne on the same track, Ohh I just like that.

With Bizzile on that Cadillacs, but as sharp as a thumb tack.

I’m so Young Money, get like Twist dude.

I can be a school boy and a “G” like Ice Cube.

Like watching Next Friday,

Move kid out of my way, it is my way, yes it is my day.

Boy, look at her, It’s Young Money roll.

We just swerve Maserati,

But a coke wadd with sizzle of those from Universal now,

I ain’t talking about the label.

I’m in a different city but were connected like cable.

Ya, we go straight, seven to sable.

We put rhymes in your head, ya’ll put money on the table.

Weezy, thank you for blessing me “G.”

Now all these girls steady asking me…

[Chorus: x2]

Can I roll with you baby?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

Maybe with the Mercedes?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

With things that drive you crazy?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

And if you put that ice on my body?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

[Lil Twist:]

Now wait, let me brush off my Jordans.

The ones and the now, I got them for recorded.

Mr. Big Family, Young Money’s on.

Plus the bus is real sharp.

Hey, Money’s real tall.

Yea that’s right,

Ball till’ we ball,

Steady grind hard.

Young in the game of girls,

Showing black harts and stars.

The kid of the south runs things, they easy.

Believe me, I’m running hard Obama to Hillary.

It ain’t over, got my green and celery.

It’s on my dice, it’s on my body, young with a felony.

Iced up,

Wayne couldn’t help but notice.

He just bought a Lambo and got me a new Lotus.

Rolling, straight strolling, we hold that,

From (the “n” word) some of when of dat it’s cold dat when it’s cold that clothe that.

Money on top, I ain’t a Rockefeller, but I hold up the rock, and then ain’t nobody going stop, me,

From doing my thing in like big talk.

On my body I can’t catch a stain or something like that.

Show some rumming[? ] cabrain[? ] the harts to ever do it,

So haters step up your game for real man.

[Chorus: x2]

Can I roll with you baby?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

Maybe with the Mercedes?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

With things that drive you crazy?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.

And if you put that ice on my body?

That’ll, that’ll be cool.