Two cups

[Verse 1] Two cups, toast up with the gang From food stamps to a whole 'nother domain

A part of me is left blank Soji and beer, gets put into two cups Did you know? I think that you'll cry too

Find yourself moving with sex of the drums Got my hands full, grabbin' all these girls, girls Hands up, hands up, dance floor chillin' while I hold two cups Can't stop spilling, cause I'm drunk as fuck

When nights are long and hot A cocktail of love feels good Where there are two cups, there is a third one too For a better toast

But you just keep speaking I find it somehow charming And I draw two cups of coffee On your hand, with a pen

and she ask me what i want to drink i feel so like a character from a movie there are two cups on the table and she pour without to stop

When, later on, the waiter came To bring us Two cups of coffee with a knowing smile, You hid away

that your eyes tell me that they've seen you cry fill two cups and let's dance

[Quavo:] Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it) Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank) I heard your bitch she got that water

If you don't want to go outside because of the weather Come to my house With two cups of coffee, your mind is Deeper than the ocean

[Chorus] Certain nights when I miss them like hell, and yeah they're there, eh Going out with two cups and all those luxurious things Hi love, bibbi(?), how handsome, but suck there, eh

[Verse 1: benny mayne] Two cups of the red wine, yeah Hit me on the facetime, yeah

Come inside and I say to the soundman: "Do that shit harder today, alaka." Two cups in my hand, pants low and I grind her Say to her: "I'm from the streets."

We multiply Whoever doesn't want soup, Give them two cups We are the yeast that makes the dough rise

Yet you continue talking I find it somehow charming And you paint two cups of coffee With the pen in your hand

Let's get out of here Walking on the beach, two cups of beer Loving all night long, being with you is so good

Calamari dinners, got you eatin' raw sushi Still in the trap, but I like my bitches bougie Two cups of styrofoam, excuse me lil' mama I can hold you down, be your friend and your lover

I'm going to tell you a story A tale without fairies Just two cups and a simple gaze were enough The desire to elope could be felt in the atmosphere

I think I still love you, my brother Sometimes, it's you that I see in my reflection I always bring two cups when I want to have a drink You give me, I reborn, I can take off the disguise I put on

But I smile and answer it with a flower for you Just us in the room, the music playing quietly But the two cups on the table are getting cold again