Splash Brothers lyrics

[Hook: Que & Dee Boi]
White ho, black ho, I got jungle fever
White dope, black load, I can’t even see
Velcro, no strain, we rock double G
Snatch a n*gga ho and hide her at the Doubletree
You doin’ too much, you doin’ too much, you doin’ too much
We eating a lot so we chewin’ too much, we chewin’ too much
Them n*ggas be talkin’ ‘bout shooters but b*tch I got two in the cut
Splash brothers in this b*tch and they ready to shoot this sh*t up

[Verse 1: Que]
‘Bout that Velveeta, I’ll feed a n*gga shells
Hold up, hold the cell
Shooters in the cut, posted like a scab
We ain’t plaiying no games ‘bout that bag
Palm itchin’ like they got the crabs
n*gga pop bands like I pop tabs
All the diamonds in your sh*t cloudy
You should call your jeweler up and whip his ass
Tip-toeing in some double C
Pinky ring worth a couple P’s
Five hundred, have my young n*gga pull up
Eat your face like a cup of greens
Kanye n*gga, keep a Kim K
All my pus*y gotta keep a skin fade
Thick shape with a super slim waist
Spread that milkshake n*gga, Que keep
[Hook: Que & Dee Boi]
White ho, black ho, I got jungle fever
White dope, black load, I can’t even see
Velcro, no strain, we rock double G
Snatch a n*gga ho and hide her at the Doubletree
You doin’ too much, you doin’ too much, you doin’ too much
We eating a lot so we chewin’ too much, we chewin’ too much
Them n*ggas be talkin’ ‘bout shooters but b*tch I got two in the cut
Splash brothers in this b*tch and they ready to shoot this sh*t up

[Verse 2: Dee Boi]
Told her I ain’t nothing like her last man
Grind a pound down to the last gram
Rollin’ backwoods out a gas can
Put my Tru Religions in the trash can
My mind gone and I’m paranoid
Dawg told me that I need a CAT scan
Got a couple skirts and some tracking numbers
Think somebody gettin’ them packs in
Twenty P’s in the mini-Cooper
Clip long, n*gga get your ruler
Got bricks foul wrapped up in the cooler
These n*ggas flexin’, don’t let ‘em fool ya
Got a white girl, black girl, white girl
I’m on my piano sh*t
And I’m five height, get back
I drip wax, just like the candle lit
[Hook: Que & Dee Boi]
White ho, black ho, I got jungle fever
White dope, black load, I can’t even see
Velcro, no strain, we rock double G
Snatch a n*gga ho and hide her at the Doubletree
You doin’ too much, you doin’ too much, you doin’ too much
We eating a lot so we chewin’ too much, we chewin’ too much
Them n*ggas be talkin’ ‘bout shooters but b*tch I got two in the cut
Splash brothers in this b*tch and they ready to shoot this sh*t up