Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Twisted’ by A$AP Rocky. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A$AP Rocky or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Hah, Mafia (hey)
Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice (hah)
Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice (hah)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice
Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice
Come get twisted with the Juice, I’m your nigga
F*ck with Montana, bitch, that’s my nigga
One AM, she was callin’ me papi (hah)
Two AM, we meet up at the lobby (hah)
Three AM, yeah, I was gettin’ sloppy (hah)
At four AM, I passed her to Rocky (hah)
This the same bitch, on that same shit (hah)
Ain’t got no talent, she’s just known for suckin’ famous dicks (hah)
Niggas ballin’ out, buyin’ all kinda gifts
Shawty’s pussy must be dope, ’cause niggas can’t quit
For that fame they bussin, nothin’ strange to us (hah)
Bitches tweakin’ like they on angel dust
When I park that Lec’, and slide through the back
Bitches hoppin’ off the pole like, “Where the paper at?”
F*ck with Montana, ’cause I’m your nigga
Black Rollie Barack, Ciroc in my liver
Who the f*ck is this?
Pull up in a ‘Gatti with a three quarter mink
Shawty ridin’ shotty with a rock like a brick hit
Yeah yeah, that’s that drip
I got brown bags, loads, tic-tac-toe, X’s, O’s
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (hah)
Three hundred on a coupe, three hundred for the show (hah)
Doors open up, legs open wide
Grind ’til the night over, I ain’t come up overnight (hah)
Twisted off the juice, top of the roof (hah)
Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (how you like?)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (how you like?)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (how you like?)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (how you like?)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (you like that? I love that)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (you like that? I love that)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (how you like?)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (how you like that?)
Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice
Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice
Come get twisted with the Juice, I’m your nigga
F*ck with Montana, bitch, that’s my nigga
She said she ain’t never done no shit like this before
I said, “I know you ain’t a ho, but girl just let it go”
I’m finna’ flow, I’m finna’ catch a flow, like woah
Get your ass up on the pole, let your worries go
She said, “I know I ain’t a ho
I’m just tryna get this money, you know how it go” forsho’
Bust a nut and then I roll
Bitches call me Bobby Tarantino
We know I’ma get the C-note, then I relocate
F*ck her then I bounce, hell nah, I can’t do no date
1-800, then I kill the pussy, who can relate?
Got a bitch in all states, like the fake Denzel
Word to Yeezy, my shit’s breezy, it’s too easy
This money please me, these fake rappers don’t appease me
If you ain’t talkin’ money, you need to talk to French
That’s word to Karim, we live in the dream, nah I mean?
Whip clean, peanut butter on the inside
Bitches be beautiful, but they ugly on the inside, woo
Shut your fuckin’ mouth, ’cause Bobby Boy he comin’ through
Word to Triple-6, suck on up my dick
Slob on my knob, girl you’re beautiful, that’s word to God
Goddamn, I’m the man, do it ’cause I can
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Dance, dance like you dancin’ on a pole (on a pole, hah)
Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice (juice)
Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice (juice)
Come get twisted with the juice, I’m your nigga
F*ck with Montana, bitch, that’s my nigga
Coke Boy baby