(Intro)
Ayy Twenty
Hella kush with this Louis V du-rag
Blue Benz, I just pulled off with the paper tags
This for my day shift and my night shift girls
This for my day shift and my night shift girls
24hrs
And hold up, hold up, hold up
(Chorus)
Address, she keep asking for the address
Address, she keep asking for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
Address, she keep asking for the address
Address, she keep asking for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
(Verse 1)
I’m not lying, bi**h, light wrist, my s**t like a crisis
Diamonds on my left flooded, hope that you can swim, bi**h
And we make a movie every time so you should film this
Me and got cooler riding in a limo
I don’t wanna hear your SoundCloud or your demo
I just got to hip to Twenty, damn lil bi**h you super late
Everything a film to me, my lifestyle like a Super 8
Twenty, Twenty, Twenty, I’m like you know he gon eat the beat
Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul, you know he gon sit with me
She gon throw it back for me
I hit your ho, look back for me
Throwed her like it’s cee-lo, touch down in the T.O
She said, Twenty you ain’t no good, saw you brought out Roy Woods
(Chorus)
Address, she keep asking for the address
Address, she keep asking for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
Address, she keep asking for the address
Address, she keep asking for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
(Verse 2)
Put her in an Uber, she ain’t ever got the address
Dropped 5 bands on the YSL leather dress
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, they know Twenty is a customer
We went to Coachella, man hurry, all the drugs with her
Pop back, pop back, know a young ni**a gon play this
She said, Twenty, oh my God, my favorite
I think you might make it in my playlist
Turn up, turn up, put a young ni**a in the playlist
Turn up, turn up, put a young ni**a in the playlist
Turn up, turn up, put a young ni**a to the playlist
Turn up, turn up, shawty just work that day shift
Turn up, turn up, put a young ni**a in the playlist
(Chorus)
Address, she keep asking for the address
Address, she keep asking for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
Address, she keep asking for the address
Address, she keep asking for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
(Outro)
Clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it
Like I knew you would
Clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it
Show me something good
Clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it
I’ma throw these ones
Clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it
You the chosen one
