Don Trip – 2 Magazines

Don Trip – 2 Magazines Lyrics

Artist: Don Trip
Song: 2 Magazines

Two magazine’s taped together (yeah)
Touching more paper then a teller (yeah)
Ready for the b#llsh#t whenever (yeah)
Grab a pen, add beef to my schedule (yeah)

Take a picture, write it down, mail a letter (yeah)
You won’t lay a finger, though I dare you (yeah)
We’ll take all the paper if you let us (yeah)
With these two magazines taped together (yeah)

Fresh out of f#cks to give, mind your f#cking biz
If she with me once I’m finished wit her, she won’t love again
I’m so irritated, I keep breaking all my rubber bands
Paranoid, man I thought I heard somebody “busting in”

That’s the ice maker silly me I’m going nuts again
Ain’t no body brave enough to come in here, on brother man
Just in case I installed surveillance all over my land
If they thinking ’bout a come up, they won’t get the upper hand

Come on in, only way you make it out is in a bag
I’m protecting all of my babies, I don’t care about the stash
Wish a n#gg# would, I hope not knock on wood
I’m from out of the hood sneakin’ dough in mama pocket book

This for all the trouble I done caused I cannot undo it
I don’t have to meet these rapper n#gg#s, I know I’m the truest
I can’t help it, all this year I plan on snapping like a tourist
I bought all you n#gg#s albums now I’m way too f#cking poor

I need something else to do, I need new women to screw
I don’t buy her sh#t to wear, I only like her birthday suit
I don’t like convertibles I feel like John F Kennedy
Getting dome by a pretty stripper named Serenity

We just f#cking I’m not interested in her identity
All I know she could be married and forgot to mention it
All I know is I’m the sh#t, oh I forgot to mention it
I write letters to my people while they do their sentences

I’m a super hero poverty my arch nemesis
Slap that cartridge in my choppa like a Sega genesis
Run that by me come on try me, watch how with the sh#t I get
I got more than one stick like a pack of winter fresh

You know me b#tch I’m fresher than a stick of winter fresh
In the mall Zoe whining all she want is cinna-stix
All I want is so much money I can’t fit in a text
I’m still shitting on ’em, come back later, I’m not finished yet

I got two magazine’s taped together (yeah)
Touching more paper then a teller (yeah)
Ready for the b#llsh#t whenever (yeah)
Grab a pen add beef to my schedule (yeah)

Take a picture, write it down mail a letter (yeah)
You won’t lay a finger, though I dare you (yeah)
We’ll take all the paper if you let us (yeah)
With these two magazines taped together (yeah)

Two magazine’s taped together (yeah)
Touching more paper then a teller (yeah)
Ready for the b#llsh#t whenever (yeah)
Grab a pen add beef to my schedule (yeah)

Take a picture, write it down mail a letter (yeah)
You won’t lay a finger, though I dare you (yeah)
We’ll take all the paper if you let us (yeah)
With these two magazines taped together (yeah)
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From the album:
Christopher [Explicit]
Release Year: 2018