"Tornado" lyrics

"Tornado"

I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado
You ain't no operator, so who the fuck are you then?
I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado
If you don't hit those faders, I won't ever stop
I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado
With a, to the, and a, with the
I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado
You ain't no operator, you ain't no operator

I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be
Wanna be, wanna be pretty

Down, get down
Get down with my bad self
Get down, get down
Get down with my bad self

I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado
(I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado)

I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado
You're stupid man, you try to get information
For what? For why? For this is not a resident
No, this is mine, nigga, this is mine
I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado
I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado

I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be
Wanna be, wanna be pretty

Down, get down
Get down with my bad self
Get down, get down
Get down with my bad self
Get down!

Get down!
(I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado)
(I sneak up and hit you like a fucking tornado)

(I hate myself)

Rock this joint, nigga
Rock this joint, nigga
Rock this joint in an old school way


Writer(s): Parrish Smith, Lana Moorer, James Euringer
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