Twisted, twisted
I don't even know what happened las night
I mean, we mixed the sirock, the rose, no way
Twisted, twisted
This orange juice, I'm so fucked up
I'm at home
But my car is at your house

[Tiffany Foxx]
I'm T. Foxx, call me that goldie locks
White hair, red lipstick, fat ass
Cast ready goes for the drop
Diamonds for the rocking
No sucking no lollipop
Killin' these hoes don't call the cops
Your tape on my Giuseppe box
Pussy wanna lay upon it
Asking me can he put the head on it
Dipshit cotton my head upon
And I might only head upon it
Bad bitch all in my... the miss swaggin my jeans
And it more than I be cali steady
That's why I'm bustin out my jeans
Loyal to truth it, I'm married to the game
I tie the knot, decided to run for my dream
Grab my shoes and tied the knot
I'm from the lou, everyone is a target, that's a daily shot
Dump the clot, dump the clot
Holy water's my daily shot

[Chorus]
Like, yeah, the money keep on going
It's stackin up so high my nigga we could barely throw it
Bottle after bottle baby we can barely pour it
If we takin that rose and then we mix it with that mo it
Now we twisted, twisted, twisted
I can barely feel my face
Twisted, twisted, twisted
Comin in the 808

[Lil' Kim]
She g'd up, like them other gram on my Gucci belt
So icy, I guess that make me Gucci girl
I'm at the mall, 2 new jag, one white... my shoppin bags
King of heart and that pussy stays
King of diamonds wrecking on the stage
I'm fucked up, got my shades on
So these jokers can't read my poker face
Keep throwin racks on me, all I see is dollar signs
He ask my zodiac, I told the nigga dollar signs
This is helluva night, mixin dark with the light
Wait, I'm in a black phantom
Where is mines, cause mines all white
This nigga been followin me all night
Please get this thirsty ass nigga a sprite
He wanna see this kitty
Beat the pussy up like kimbo's life
Yeah, this Molly got me going
My whole moses jumpin, I just can't control it
My tittie hanging out man and I ain't even know it
I'm so turnt up I can't even control it!

[Chorus]
Like, yeah, the money keep on going
It's stackin up so high my nigga we could barely throw it
Bottle after bottle baby we can barely pour it
If we takin that rose and then we mix it with that mo it
Now we twisted, twisted, twisted
I can barely feel my face
Twisted, twisted, twisted
I'm comin in the 808

[Tiffany Foxx]
Where the fuck my keys at, where the hell my shoes girl
Where the fuck my bag at, where the hell's my iphone
Now we twisted, twisted, twisted
I can barely feel my face
Where the fuck is brook ad, where the hell did Kim go
It's going down, was pouring shots
So where the hell that Miley go
I'm twisted, twisted, twisted
I can barely feel my face

[Chorus]
Like, yeah, the money keep on going
It's stackin up so high my nigga we could barely throw it
Bottle after bottle baby we can barely pour it
If we takin that rose and then we mix it with that mo it
Now we twisted, twisted, twisted
I can barely feel my face
Twisted, twisted, twisted
I'm comin in the 808