Two Shots
Lil Wayne Lyrics


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Two shots of whatever
Two shots of whatever
It's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together
I could probably do better, but probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser
Goons in this bitch, leave a nigga on a stretcher
It's all there, papa, you ain't even got to measure
Laughing at how my old bitches look jealous
Well what goes around comes around, propellers
Money over bitches, M-O-B, goodfellas
Cut her ears off, ain't shit she could tell us
Write your name on the bullet, that's a fuckin' love letter
If I ain't a trending topic, I'm a fucking trend-setter

I'm on two shots of whatever
Two shots of whatever
Man it's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together
I could probably do better, but probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser

If you're scared, go to church, Mason Betha
Sometimes the paper chase could be like chasing a leopard
The pussy wetter, wetter than it's ever been
But she gone probably try to cross the line like a Mexican
I ain't on that bullshit
Shawty fine as fuck though, now she kiss me on my neck
I hope she ain't cut-throat
Cut down on the syrup cause it made me fuck slow
Shoot so many times I'mma choke off the gun smoke
Life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain
Pay me no mind but I don't have change
I cock back and aim at your membrane
Broad day, no mask, close range

You can get two shots from wherever
Two shots from whoever
It be like a puzzle tryna put you back together
I should probably do better but probably, whatever

Your bullshit is stinking up the place
Me no tink baduck me a done de place
Can't let these bitch niggas slide and touch base
I make her cum so many times, call her "nutcase"
It's Young Money baby, take your clothes off
Give me them three holes, bowling ball
Two shots of whatever
Keep them bitches coming and she can do whatever

I'm on two shots of whatever
Two shots of whatever
It's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together
I could probably do better, but probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser





Two shots of whatever
Two shots of whatever

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lil Wayne feat. Bruno Mars's song Two Shots essentially talk about the hard life of a pimp, and the struggles of balancing a life full of money, women, and pressure. The chorus itself refers to the repetition of having to take two shots of whiskey or any kind of alcohol, to keep going and deal with the stress of the situation. The singer acknowledges he might have been able to do better, but with a way of life like his, sometimes there's only so much one can do. He dismisses old flames while laughing at their jealousy, knowing it's just part of how things work. The money is put on the dresser, and any opposition is dealt with by an army of "goons" who are ready to take care of business.


The second verse opens with a reference to Mase, a rapper who left the music industry to become a pastor. Lil Wayne advises him to go to church if he's scared, and makes a comparison to chasing a leopard when it comes to chasing money. A woman is referenced, with the focus on how wet she is and the danger she might pose due to her crossing the line. Lil Wayne expresses the need to cut down on his drug usage, and makes a grim reference to shooting someone with no mask at close range.


Line by Line Meaning

Two shots of whatever
The singer is drinking alcohol and doesn't care what kind.


Two shots of whatever
Repetition of the opening line for emphasis.


It's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together
The singer is struggling to get their act together.


I could probably do better, but probably's like never
The artist acknowledges they could improve, but thinks it's unlikely.


I'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser
The artist is confident in their abilities and has no problem paying for services rendered.


Goons in this bitch, leave a nigga on a stretcher
There are dangerous people in the area who can inflict physical harm.


It's all there, papa, you ain't even got to measure
The money owed for services rendered is readily available.


Laughing at how my old bitches look jealous
The artist takes pleasure in the jealousy of their ex-partners.


Well what goes around comes around, propellers
Karma will come back to those who have wronged the artist.


Money over bitches, M-O-B, goodfellas
The artist prioritizes their financial gain over female companionship and associates themselves with a gangster lifestyle.


Cut her ears off, ain't shit she could tell us
The singer is willing to use violent methods to prevent their secrets from being exposed.


Write your name on the bullet, that's a fuckin' love letter
The artist has violent intentions towards someone they have affection for.


If I ain't a trending topic, I'm a fucking trend-setter
The singer is confident in their ability to set trends and be relevant in popular culture.


If you're scared, go to church, Mason Betha
If one is afraid, they should turn to religion like Mason Betha (a former rapper turned pastor).


Sometimes the paper chase could be like chasing a leopard
The singer is implying that trying to acquire wealth can be difficult and dangerous.


The pussy wetter, wetter than it's ever been
The artist is enjoying sexual intimacy with someone whose level of arousal is unprecedented.


But she gone probably try to cross the line like a Mexican
The artist is wary of the woman's intentions and thinks she may try to deceive him.


I ain't on that bullshit
The singer is not interested in participating in any dishonest or manipulative behavior.


Shawty fine as fuck though, now she kiss me on my neck
The singer acknowledges the physical attractiveness of their partner and is enjoying physical affection.


I hope she ain't cut-throat
The artist hopes their partner isn't conniving or deceitful.


Cut down on the syrup cause it made me fuck slow
The artist is cutting back on their consumption of codeine syrup because it makes them sluggish during intercourse.


Shoot so many times I'mma choke off the gun smoke
The artist has used their firearm multiple times and is struggling to breathe because of the resulting smoke.


Life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain
The singer is listing powerful emotions and experiences that are intertwined.


Pay me no mind but I don't have change
The artist doesn't want to be ignored, but doesn't have any change to offer.


I cock back and aim at your membrane
The singer is preparing to shoot at someone's brain.


Broad day, no mask, close-range
The singer plans to attack their target in broad daylight without wearing a mask to conceal their identity, and from a short distance.


You can get two shots from wherever
The singer is threatening to shoot their target twice, regardless of where they are.


Two shots from whoever
Repetition of the previous line for emphasis.


It be like a puzzle tryna put you back together
The artist is comparing their target to a jigsaw puzzle, implying that they will be difficult to fix or recover.


I should probably do better but probably, whatever
The singer acknowledges that they should strive to improve, but ultimately doesn't care enough to do so.


Your bullshit is stinking up the place
The singer is tired of the nonsense being spoken by their target.


Me no tink baduck me a done de place
This line is in Jamaican Patois and roughly translates to 'I don't think you're a bad guy, but I'm finished with you.'


Can't let these bitch niggas slide and touch base
The artist is determined to keep their enemies from making progress and coming closer to their goals.


I make her cum so many times, call her 'nutcase'
The artist is bragging about their sexual prowess and the intensity of their partner's orgasms.


It's Young Money baby, take your clothes off
The singer is indicating that they are associated with the Young Money record label and are initiating sexual activity.


Give me them three holes, bowling ball
The artist is demanding full sexual access to their partner's body and comparing their partner's orifices to the holes on a bowling ball.


Two shots of whatever
Repetition of the opening line for emphasis.


Keep them bitches coming and she can do whatever
The singer implies that they have multiple female partners and will reward them for continuing to engage in sexual activity.




Lyrics ยฉ Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: THOMAS WESLEY PENTZ, DEREK JAMES ALLEN, DWAYNE MICHAEL CARTER

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