"Twisted (feat. Pharrell)" as written by Marc Williams and Nicholas Charles Hodges....
Let me put my shades on
Everybody come around

You got it twisted
Now tell me where you wanna do me that way
You got it twisted, oh
You introducing shit you know I don't play

You had me looking stupid, but I let it go that away
That booty substituted it, guess that made it okay
You had me stuck on stupid, but I let it go that away
I suffered from delusion, I should put myself away

All the time and money I've spent
Can't believe what I'm in, it ain't right
If I comeback, you promise it's gon' be you and me
And that's it, whatever

You got it twisted
Now tell me where you wanna do me that way
You got it twisted
You introducing shit you know I don't play

You had me looking stupid, but I let it go that away
That booty substituted it, guess that made it okay
You had me stuck on stupid, but I let it go that away
I suffered from delusion, I should put myself away

How come I every time I coo around
Just so happen you're around, you got it showed out
It ain't right, uh
And all that thing in your head
Closing your lips, shaking your hips
Every time you go out

You got it twisted
Now tell me where you wanna do me that way
You got it twisted
You introducing shit you know I don't play

You had me looking stupid, but I let it go that away
That booty substituted it, guess that made it okay
You had me stuck on stupid, but I let it go that away
I suffered from delusion, I should put myself away

Hey all the girls, all the girls
Make sure your skirt ain't too tight
What we doing, is gon' have a lot of fun
With me and you, tonight, come on

You gotta twist it till you love it
Then twist it to the right
Twist it like you love it
Go twist that thing all night
Twist it till you love it
Then twist it to the right
Twist it like you love it
Go twist that thing night

She felt so alive, said her home life was so dead
Twenty of us on Vespas and Mopeds
Ooh there she go then, ooh can I hold that
What you talking 'bout, go ahead forehead
Tell her home girl now it’s getting worse
And I was tryna hook her up with Usher
So I gave her that white Chanel lipstick
She said how you get more out, twist it

You got it twisted
Now tell me where you wanna do me that way
You got it twisted
You introducing shit you know I don't play

Somehow you had me looking stupid, but I let it go that way
That booty substituted it, guess that made it okay
You had me stuck on stupid, but I let it go that way
I suffered from delusion, I should put myself away

Oh yeah I see you, keep twisting baby
She can't ever get enough


Lyrics submitted by brian

"Twisted" as written by Marc Williams Nicholas Hodges

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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