Lil Wayne – Two Shots Lyrics

Two Shots

Lil Wayne

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"Two Shots." - Lil Wayne

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 09:17 pm

Album: Tha Carter IV (Complete Edition)

Track No: 18

Two shots of whatever
Two shots of whatever
It's like a tug-of-war
Tryna pull myself together
I could probably do better
But probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure
Leave my money on the dresser
Goons in this bitch
Leave a **** on a stretcher
(Yeah) It's all there papa
You ain't even gotta measure
Laughin' at how my old bitches look jealous
Well, what goes around comes around
Propellers
Money over bitches
M.O.B., goodfellas
(Yeah) Cut our ears off
Ain't shit you could tell us
Write your name on the bullet
That's a fuckin' love letter
If I ain't a trendin' topic
I'm a fuckin' trend-setter
I'm on
Two shots of whatever
Two shots of whatever
Man, it's like tug-of-war
Tryna pull myself together
I could probably do better
But probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure
Leave my money on the dresser
If you scared, go to church
Mason Betha
Sometimes the paper chase
Could be like chasin' a leopard
The pussy wetter
Wetter than it's ever been
But she gonna probably try to cross the line
Like a Mexican
I ain't on that bullshit
Shawty fine as fuck though
Now she kiss me on my neck
I hope she ain't cutthroat
Cut down on the syrup
'Cause it made me fuck slow
Shoot so many times
I'ma choke off the gunsmoke
Life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain
Pay me no mind
But I don't have change
I cock back and aim at your membrane
Broad day, no mask, close range
You can get two shots from wherever
Two shots from whoever
It be like a puzzle tryna put you back together
I should probably do better
But probably, whatever
Your bullshit is stinkin' up the place
Me no tek bad up, me a done de place
Can't let these btich **** slide and touch base
I make her cum so many times
Call her, "Nut case"
It's Young Money, baby
Take your clothes off
Give me the three holes
Bowlin' ball
Two shots of whatever
Keep them bitches cummin'
And she gon' do whatever (Yeah)
Two shots of whatever (Yeah)
Two shots of whatever (Yeah)
It's like tug-of-war
Tryna pull myself together
I could probably do better (Yeah)
But probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure
Leave my money on the dresser
Two shots of whatever
Two shots of whatever

Writer(s): D. Carter, Thomas Wesley Pentz & D. ALLEN.

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