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Twista - Emotions Lyrics [Johnny P] I can get inside your head all day everyday, and play with your emotions.. Let me get inside your head all day, everyday, and play with your emotions.. [Twista over P in background] Huh.. yeah it's Twista again y'know These females be trippin me out y'know? Certain stuff they be sayin Like this other female she came up to me (This other female she came up to me) She said a little somethin like this (She said a little somethin like this) [Twista] I thought you love me though? Now how you gonna be wrong just cuz you know you got me gone in the head? You be twistin with the lovely flow, but whatchu actin all ugly fo'? Left me alone in the bed Where you goin cause I'm not done, cool til you got some Trippin when I got sprung, but you ain't fly love You da shit but your petty money can't buy love Is that what I does? My reply was, you know why cuz I could tell you was prone-to-bone niggaz I hang around But the reefer I was zonin on, make me the one you freakin on da mo' from how I lay you down Now you trippin cause I'm not attached, hangin with a lot of rats Her concerned whether I'ma act Now you the momma mack, comin back with a lot of scratch Go on witcha bad ass, but I gotta catch I done peeped the way you look into my nigga's eyes I done recognized that I won't be hypnotized Criticized, no more inner cries, now I'm ener-gized with my eyes on the prize just a flick of thighs I can't let nobody ride with me that'll lie to me Smokin stanky up and play with me the way you do And you trippin cause I played you too? Sho' you right Take the whole thing in stride like the way I do and let me play with your emotions slow Chorus: Johnny P, Twista I can get inside you head All day, everyday, and play with your emotions [T] Let me play with your emotions slow to the rhythm of a kick-drum, take a body get sprung Let me stimulate your mind, body, and soul You know I got a quick tongue, so if you want some get some Let me get inside your head Everyday, all day, and play with your emotions [T] Let me play with your emotions slow to the rhythm of a kick-drum, take a body get sprung Let me stimulate your mind, body, and soul You know I got a quick tongue, so if you want some get some [Twista] Now tell me how you gon' act though? I saw you creepin out the backdo' Whatchu run up on my mack fo'? Lay you on your back slow cause you know I got you with my lasso Blow your mind like an afro Come and take a glimpse and a stare, It's the aroma of a pimp in the air, I bet you notice the smell It's like a lotus when I flow this, cause my eyes be the lowest If you didn't notice, then you bogus as hell I'm puttin women under my spell, lock them up in the brain Pimpin her vain with games with the anatomy that's feminine Then fillin them up "Adrenaline" Got 'em geekin we're speakin approachin up a pimp like a gentleman Submission and surrenderin and ain't no end in it if it's on with a blunt from my bomb sack In the right place with the right mind and the right line you can get a lifetime contract Then be wise until I look into your eyes Now shorty freaked when she spotted mine Took her over to my crib laid low hit it raw from behind then she signed on the dotted line, and she was like.. (Ooh daddy.. don't make me feel like this.. I don't want nobody else, you got the bomb!) Your mind I don't mean to make a disaster of like when daddy mastered love But if a bogus brother breakin you for every penny you earn then how could you still show the bastard love? I guess I'm with a cold clique Thought you was gon' be spendin me? I bet you think you sho' did But game recognize game now you lame in the brain stupid trick That's what you get for tryin to gold-dig Now let me play with your emotions slow Chorus [Twista] Whassup girl? It's the Twista and the Verbal Tantrum once again with a sack big enough for me and a friend You do know how to roll B's don't you? Well let's fill one up with a dub and a little bit of love And take it to the head for some of this long-lastin blunt passion [Twista] I know you think it's blasphemy but won't you show my boys and pass for me, after he past the B? Since you said I was your majesty, I had to see and when you get paid then push some cash to me Is it a tragedy, that I can get her so gone that she be trippin talkin up "I love a lot" But the only love I got, is when I grip a mic or when I hug the glock or when I rub the twat I'm pickin up a dub in spots, skip the studs in the clubs and the phony perpetrators with jobs The Speedknot, Psycho Drama shocked the world Triple Dark, there's a Conflict, be pimpin 'em with gators n darts Collectin papers n gobs Playa haters remarks'll get smoked to a blunt dust So keep walkin and next time you hear grown folks talkin other people better shut the (fuck) up Cause I make the women suck up You insist to be trippin when we be gamin like Don Juan Without the filet mignon and Grey Poupon The thieves just ain't the charm because I made the bomb? Now I don't mean no harm; but either come on in or get on gone Now watch me live a kosher flow In between your thighs come take a pull and divide but let your tongue go coastin low Now let me play with your emotions slow Chorus Twista - Emotions Lyrics Verse One: Twista Well a motherfucker could never control me, only squeeze me and hold me That's what the hoe came up and told me Now is she bold G? But in my mouth is where the gold be Cause I be pimpin her like Goldie Gotta get paid in this age my fingers ain't made just to be choppin up confetti with, if it's a ready dick you better steady lick if you ain't with it you can get it cause I ain't even on that petty shit So who the fuck you actin' petty with? The rhythm I kick, is like a rhythmly-wicked-arith-a-metic Pick em up quick and then give em the dick, thinkin I'm innocent Till they up in the mall shoppin for me pickin a fit I got them heffer's nose red and when we get in the bed, I be leavin em with rose legs Stuffin that made em wanna pose dead but you already got em until you get up in them hoes head I don't mean to sound bogus or nothin but it's the bomb when I be havin them cuties thinkin I'm in love with em, when I'm rubbin em Be gettin pub with em, in a club with em Smokin dub with em, huggin em, freakin in the tub with em After gettin paid from her she ain't trippin cause she know she got what she paid for She honor my name, I gotta tame, here it go Now we speakin with the game on ways to make mo' Chorus: repeat 2X [Johnny P in background: let me playyyyy, with your emotions] (Let me play with your) emotions hoe To the rhythm of a hi-hat, take a puff and lie back Let me stimulate your mind, body and soul, I know you want to try that Now motherfucker can you buy that... Tell me baby can you buy that I got you under my complete control, you know it's worth more than diamonds and gold, now don't be bogus and deny that Verse Two: Twista Now how the fuck you gon' act hoe, I saw you creepin out the back do' What you runnin from a mack fo'? Lay you on your back slow cause you know I got you with my lasso Blow your mind like an afro. Come and take a glimpse and a stare it's the aroma of a pimp in the air, I betcha notice the smell It's like a lotus when I flow dis, cause my eyes be the lowest if you didn't notice then you bogus as hell I'm puttin women under my spell, like I'm up in their brain pumpin their vein with game for the anatomy that's feminine They're fillin em up with adrenaline, got em geekin we're speakin approachin up a pimp like a gentleman Submission is surrenderin, it ain't no endin if it's on with a blunt from the bomb side In the right place, with the right mind and the right line you can get a lifetime contract They be wise until they look into your eyes she surely freaked when she spotted mine Took her over to my crib, lay low, hit her off from behind then she signed on the dotted-line, the hoe was like "Oooohh Daddy... why you doin me like this? I'd do anything to be with you, you got me gone in the head" Ya mind, I don't mean to make a disaster up like my Dad to master love But if a motherfucker breakin you for every penny you earn then how could you still show the bastard love? I guess it's cause I'm cold, shit Thought you was gon' be spendin me I betcha think you sho' did but game recognize game, now you lame in the brain Stupid bitch that's what you get for tryin to gold dig, now Chorus Yeah, this be Hype, the Verbal Tantrum Kickin it with my man Twista If you should suck my soul I should make your funky emotions Nothin is good unless you play with it Play with me baby Verse Three: Twista I know you think it's blasphemy but won't you give up when she ask for me? After he passed the "B"t Since you said I was your Magesty, I had to see and when you get paid, there is some cash for me, is it a tragedy that I can get her so gone, the hoe be trippin talkin up her love a lot But the only love I got, is when I'm grippin the mic like I hug the Glock or when I rub the twat, or pickin up a dub at spots Fuck the hoe thugs, the clubs, and the phony perpetrators with dimes The speed knot, Smatch Crew, Do or Die, Psycho Drama, Crucial Conflict Be pimpin with em gators and dobs, collect the papers and dolls Player haters remarks will get smoked to a blunt dust So keep walkin the next time you hear grown folks talkin motherfuckers betta shut the fuck up, cause we make the women suck up You insist to be trippin while we be gamin like Don Juan Without the filet minion, the grey poupon them hoes are staked to charm, because we make the bomb Now I don't mean no harm, but either come on in or get on gone and let me pull my pouch of snuff In between your thighs, come take a pull and vibe and let your tongue go coastin low, now Chorus |
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