Lyrics:
presidential
Plus the rings that I got on by Versace
And I ain't even cocky
I'm just confident that I'm the shit
You hating motherfuckers know what time it
Keep calling your phone but you don't wanna call back
I don't wanna fall back
T-T-Taylor 'bout to fucking flex
Keep calling your phone but you don't
seemed timeless
Whether speeding down a hill or
Pretending that we're pirates
Every Calvin needs a Derkins
Of that I'm sadly certain
You walked into
on me
I don't need no friends, I'm rich by my lonely
And your homies not really your homies
See your homies they really be police
Yea' your homies not
you, baby)
I don't wanna be without ya (mm, never gonna be without you, baby)
I just wanna lay by your side
I wanna see love through your eyes
night, don't watch for the police
'Cause they don't give a fuck if you're smoking these days
It's legal bitch
You know I got what you need baby
Know
You got me, you got me, you got me, you got me, yeah, oh
I'ma tell you baby
You got me, you get me, you got me, you got me, you got me
What you need
ain't do it for fame
Boy, you know it's just (me)
By my goddamn self, all alone I don't need no help
One army, it's just (me)
I gotta get it and go, I
wait
I can not replace any love that I gave
I don't wanna lose you
Prod. by Young Taylor
Ja Rule, Chuck B-more
Every thug needs a lady
And every thug needs a down ass bitch, huh, feel me
Every thug needs a lady
Baby I'm convinced, you
And I wonder, do you know what you mean to me Yeah
(This is a Teyana Taylor exclusive, suckers)
Rush like you runnin' outta time
What you mean we
the cash
You get whatever you want
Long as you ain’t talking evil to me
Baby please don’t hog the blunt
I got some stress that I need to relieve
Yea talk
“It’s the other baby”
(Hook : BabyEye Taylor )
I’m on they necks ain’t letting out
Full court pressure they tapping out
Thee n*ggas dnt live
in a hopeless place
Shine a light through an open door
Love and life I will divide
Turn away 'cause I need you more
Feel the heartbeat in my mind
I like this
It's Taylor Xo
It's big Chanel hoe
Chanel what up baby
Uh huh you see it
Lets do this shit
Lets go
Lets go
Two bumps of ketamine cured
the
Set man you claimers
It's just me bone & baby
C twisting our fingers
And you don't want to meet the savior
I hang a nigga up like a hanger
Gun, knife
gonna eat it up, yeah
Baby a freak with an app-tight
You sleep on me nap time, better past time
When I split it like half time
Tmase is a go getter, ain’t
khalifa man
Next time when you're home taking pictures, call me if you need a hand
I'll be everything you want, spend time alone and be your friend
Pick you
better late than never
I can never let you get away
Pull up on you and I'm creeping on ya
Then I touch over, baby MMA
Haha
Ng' Serious
I need you way
Said you'd set me free
You took me to the sky, I'd never been so high
You were my pills, you were my thrills
You were my hope baby, you were my smoke
ask if I'm crazy
Even yo babies need safety
When I come in like Afganistán
And pop anotha Ativan
With the gat in hand
After I pray to Satan
That my
Hook :
I just took that girl by surprise
Them other bitches
They ain’t got ya vibe I can’t lie
They wanna put you down
When they know you going high
I'm the rookie on this all-star team
Me and Kim is gettin' cream, like Thelma and Louise, but on chrome
Never leave that Brooklyn sh- alone
So if you
your pussy, I got other plans instead
Just gimme some head, gimme some head
If you ain't suckin' no dick
We don't need it, we don't need it
If you ain't
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