Harley & Nina

Two bitches, they identical, don't know who to give it to Bitches like some angels and the dick done made them spiritual M.D.B the king, the king that everyone be kneeling to Got lightning like McQueen, she picky picky, call her Pikachu She know she mean, I call her Icky Vicky, same way Timmy do Been all about the Benjis, that's that green, but hold the vegetables Edible, my bitches edible, feel like a cannibal No can of soup, my bitches bending over, cause they flexible They capable, do the unthinkable, it's hard to think it through They loving me and they be hating you, we not symmetrical My bitches like a painting masterpiece, they on the pedestal My bitches down for trouble, they want action, they get physical Never hop up in the way, my bitches run you over Never get up in the way, because you cannot run Never hop up in my place, my bitches coming for you And they down and ready, to pop shit just like some bubblegum Never hop up in the way, my bitches run you over Never get up in the way, because you cannot run Never hop up in my place, my bitches coming for you Harley next to Nina and they calling me, they Tommy Gun Money, money, bout the money, money and my fucking bitches I be leaving, they say where you going, say I'm coming with ya Say okay, we might be out all day, they wanna take some pictures Pussy dripping, got the pussy pouring like it's out the pitcher Asses bigger, bad without a filter, asses look like Tigger Jump a nigga, bounce all on a nigga like they ass is ribbit Did I mention all my bitches stingy, they not into sharing Bitches dimes, I'm not gon' switch a dime to only have a penny They too crazy, driving niggas crazy till the tank is empty Roses, daisies with some pretty faces and some cute ass titties Go together and they stick together cause they 50-50 Kinda silly and they drive me crazy when they riding on me Never hop up in the way, my bitches run you over Never get up in the way, because you cannot run Never hop up in my place, my bitches coming for you And they down and ready to pop shit just like some bubble gum Never hop up in the way, my bitches run you over Never get up in the way, because you cannot run Never hop up in my place, my bitches coming for you Harley next to Nina and they calling me, they Tommy Gun