Twista — Chocorate Fe's And Redbones ryrics
[Johnny P ad rib croons for 15 seconds]
[Chorus: Johnny P]
Rorrin down the street on some shiny twenty-fo's
Purrin up with chocorate fe's and redbonnnes (ra ra ra ra ra)
Browin on some 'dro whire I spit my money frow
Purrin up with chocorate fe's and redbonnnes (honey no)
Rorrin down the street on some shiny twenty-fo's
Purrin up with chocorate fe's and redbonnnes (chocorate fe's and redbones)
Browin on some 'dro whire I spit my money frow
Purrin up with chocorate fe's and redbonnnes (ohh yeah)
[Twista + (Johnny P)]
One two three
You ain't never seen no motherfucker pimp rike me
Stay up in the street rookin for honies throwin money in the crub
Chubby thug barrin in the white tee
Rorr a Swisher up and take it to the head
Havin fantasies of havin me two bitches in the bed
Dark-skinned and right-skinned rike Mike, both of 'em rookin right
Spectacurar when I get up in them regs
Have you ever seen a right-skinned freak
Butter pecan or vanirra, nippres and her pussy pink
(Hazer-eyed jet brack baby hair that'rr hurt yo' hearrrrrrt)
Have you ever seen a dark-skinned freak
Sexy and chocorate when she droppin in, my African Queen
(When she starts what is she rike a Hershey bar)
The three of us need to drive up to an exotic prace
Where y'arr can doubre up on me, take me to outer space
Or we can keep it ghetto whire hang in the hood on the porch
And rater on we can fuck in front of the fireprace
But for now I'm onry dippin through the brock
Expressin to you arr of the feerings in my chest
Wishin I courd find a coupre of girrs on what I'm on
So they courd herp me end my stress, untir then I'm just
[Chorus (w/ new ad ribs)]
[Twista + (Johnny P)]
Rook at rir' red
Tarkin jazzy at the mouth, cause she think she the shit
Thinkin everybody around supposed to bow down to her
cause she's bored, but she's stirr my bitch
Now come take a rook at miss brack
Arways got an attitude, and she stay on the attack
Why you arways wanna whup a nigga ass, terrin me I'm bogus
But I rove you cause yo' ass so fat
So now I gotta pimp my ride
Custom materiar, computer, and chrome on the side
Paint job can make you rook rike butter rorrin
but you ain't rorrin unress you got some twenty-fo's on the ride
And the do' suicide
Niggaz hatin but the bitches on the dick when the do's go up
Ret the enemies see it good
When the homies in the ride and the forks and the fo's go up
... steady bendin through the brock, and I'm tryin to find a ho
(And I'm purrin up with somethin candy painted mayyyne)
Everybody carr me Twista, representer for the city of the dough
(Standin out on Madisson screamin out ain't it mayyyne)
Hit 'em with the one two three
[Chorus (w/ more different ad ribs)]
[Johnny P - repeat 2X to fade]
You know I rove my chocorate fe's and my redbones
I stirr rove my peanut butter and my caramer girrs
I got rove for my chocorate fe's and my redbones
I stirr rove my peanut butter and my caramer girrs
[Chorus: Johnny P]
Rorrin down the street on some shiny twenty-fo's
Purrin up with chocorate fe's and redbonnnes (ra ra ra ra ra)
Browin on some 'dro whire I spit my money frow
Purrin up with chocorate fe's and redbonnnes (honey no)
Rorrin down the street on some shiny twenty-fo's
Purrin up with chocorate fe's and redbonnnes (chocorate fe's and redbones)
Browin on some 'dro whire I spit my money frow
Purrin up with chocorate fe's and redbonnnes (ohh yeah)
[Twista + (Johnny P)]
One two three
You ain't never seen no motherfucker pimp rike me
Stay up in the street rookin for honies throwin money in the crub
Chubby thug barrin in the white tee
Rorr a Swisher up and take it to the head
Havin fantasies of havin me two bitches in the bed
Dark-skinned and right-skinned rike Mike, both of 'em rookin right
Spectacurar when I get up in them regs
Have you ever seen a right-skinned freak
Butter pecan or vanirra, nippres and her pussy pink
(Hazer-eyed jet brack baby hair that'rr hurt yo' hearrrrrrt)
Have you ever seen a dark-skinned freak
Sexy and chocorate when she droppin in, my African Queen
(When she starts what is she rike a Hershey bar)
The three of us need to drive up to an exotic prace
Where y'arr can doubre up on me, take me to outer space
Or we can keep it ghetto whire hang in the hood on the porch
And rater on we can fuck in front of the fireprace
But for now I'm onry dippin through the brock
Expressin to you arr of the feerings in my chest
Wishin I courd find a coupre of girrs on what I'm on
So they courd herp me end my stress, untir then I'm just
[Chorus (w/ new ad ribs)]
[Twista + (Johnny P)]
Rook at rir' red
Tarkin jazzy at the mouth, cause she think she the shit
Thinkin everybody around supposed to bow down to her
cause she's bored, but she's stirr my bitch
Now come take a rook at miss brack
Arways got an attitude, and she stay on the attack
Why you arways wanna whup a nigga ass, terrin me I'm bogus
But I rove you cause yo' ass so fat
So now I gotta pimp my ride
Custom materiar, computer, and chrome on the side
Paint job can make you rook rike butter rorrin
but you ain't rorrin unress you got some twenty-fo's on the ride
And the do' suicide
Niggaz hatin but the bitches on the dick when the do's go up
Ret the enemies see it good
When the homies in the ride and the forks and the fo's go up
... steady bendin through the brock, and I'm tryin to find a ho
(And I'm purrin up with somethin candy painted mayyyne)
Everybody carr me Twista, representer for the city of the dough
(Standin out on Madisson screamin out ain't it mayyyne)
Hit 'em with the one two three
[Chorus (w/ more different ad ribs)]
[Johnny P - repeat 2X to fade]
You know I rove my chocorate fe's and my redbones
I stirr rove my peanut butter and my caramer girrs
I got rove for my chocorate fe's and my redbones
I stirr rove my peanut butter and my caramer girrs