Tweakin - ASIAN DOLL, Asian Da Brat

If you in that field, know we hikin', hikin', ayy, ayy

Girl, that’s just some dick, not exciting, 'citing, ayy, ayy

My outfit cost 6K, run up, I’m still fightin', fightin', ayy

Knock 'em down like we bowlin', bitch, we striking, striking, ayy

Didn’t go to school, breakin' the rules

Bitch, I was making the rules, ayy

Call me Ms. Asian, that handle the tool

Young nigga play with them tools

Sit at computers, these bitches, they mighty confused

All of my bands, they blue

I’ma try to catch a nigga, I’ma put him in a pot like stew

Niggas, they soft like food, ayy

Bitch, you tweaking, all my niggas, they reaping

Treat a broke bitch like an eater

Hit my gang on the beeper

These niggas ain’t hood, ain’t striped like Adidas

Stunting on these hoes, you the dust on the sweeper

Throw a nigga away even though he was a keeper

Bitches be talking, they looking Felicia

Blow a bitch back like some audio speakers

Grab the dope with the gas, big titty bitch, no ass

Put an opp brain on my dash

You ain’t got enough money to get up with me

She a groupie, she a bitch, she ain’t tough to me

Any nigga that I fuck in love with me

That money keep calling, it be cuffing me

On gang, I was riding in the back seat

Hop out, serve a bitch like a two piece

If you in that field, know we hikin', hikin', ayy, ayy

Girl, that’s just some dick, not exciting, 'citing, ayy, ayy

My outfit cost 6K, run up, I’m still fightin', fightin', ayy

Knock 'em down like we bowlin', bitch, we striking, striking, ayy

One opp, two opp, three opp, uh

They ain’t even get to four, uh

I ain’t really with this hip-hop

Got a thirty, that bitch right at your door

All this back and forth, you flip-flop

Ayy, lil' boy, go do your chores

Killed him, put him in a Ziploc

I’m a real ass bitch, so that nigga, he adore

My money so tall, I ball like Shaq

I open my legs, he say it’s fat

I’m with it, LV fitted

Pretty ass smile, better hit up my dentist

I’m beating these hoes from start to finish

Ayy, ayy, wrist watch don’t tick-tock

Young ass bitch and I came from the bli-zock

All of my niggas they know that pi-zop

Better think twice for you dri-zop

You opp bitch, ayy, girl, don’t talk that tough shit

And girl, why you be cuffing?

These niggas, I’m not loving

That nigga right there spent a check up on me

My bitch so bad, got a TEC up on him

Shoot him, kill him, who the next opponent?

Who the next opponent?

If you in that field, know we hikin', hikin', ayy, ayy

Girl, that’s just some dick, not exciting, 'citing, ayy, ayy

My outfit cost 6K, run up, I’m still fightin', fightin', ayy

Knock 'em down like we bowlin', bitch, we striking, striking, ayy