Lyrics:
ya tolerance is thin
All of this hate don't get under my skin
I took a break and I went out to Italy
Hoes wanna fuck me I had an epiphany
Gave her
to before this
Like hiding ugly with gorgeous
Which is why I need a fortress
From trusting people that forfeit
Life's too short for a shortage
See yellow
Now, this tune should be easy for you to deal with
All you gotta do is remember back home,
You know what I mean
When you was sitting out behind
with her eyes
I was trying to do an interview and telling them all lies
Last year in the summer with a Tiffany lamp over her head
They were asking
they sound absurd
Asking "When you gon pop?"
I tell 'em to, "Kick a rock"
You could call me Tiffany, 'bout to have this shit on lock
So I head
here all day and boy, you got me -
Making bad decisions
Greedy, ooh
You know that I'm greedy for love
When raindrops fell down from the sky
The day
was foolin'
Man I guess it's all apart of the illusion
You playing tricks on me
Girl look what you did to me
I bought her Tiffany's then took her
I got a bad bitch wimme, no name drop so I'm callin' her Tiffany
She get lit off the motherfuckin' Whitney, Bitch so bad she tryna get wimme
In
now, I'm cutting you off, some clippers
Is they on this level dawg?
No not at all my nigga
How can I sleep, when there's money involved? Some figures
Makes me love Jesus more,
And this is what He came here for.
I can't imagine ever leaving now.
Now that I've been saved by love,
Saved by love,
back to dissing me
Then you get lonely, bet you hit my phone, suspense make you wait by the window
We had a thing, and we lost our thing, no chance for
it out, make this rap shit work
DnD, so if it ain't money, please do not disturb
We know where you stay, cause a lil birdie chirped
Doing all that
She be strugglin' for hers, from the womb, I been rich
I ain't gotta talk about the money and the shoe game
All you gotta do is Google Trina, see
feet
Switching V's, $50 G's is chicken feed
We in a different league, I cop my ice from Tiffany's
Drive-by's in the Lotus, the 6-speed
The 5th will bend
prime ya'll if they
Don't feel me they just smell
Me like Pinesol too strong
I did this for too long
Sour Diesel and Patron got a nigga to on
Im' gone!
nothing at all
Chilling with my buds
On a late night drive
My windows pulled down
On the music high
Always had a thing how I would get by
Never had a clue
Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines
Buy myself all of my favorite things
This that hot girl bummer anthem
Turn it up and throw a tantrum
This that throw up
And my niggas say
We want the fame
C'mon (C'mon)
One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
bitches gotta be the realest
I don't really give a fuck if they the baddest
Don't need nothing less than a Tiffany Haddish
Or Sanaa Lathan
Lil baby your
Greece
Just to shop, we don't stop (doin it way big)
This is for my millionaire glub golfers
Comin up like Halle and Denzel, winnin the Oscars
Y'all
power-trippin' for the
Power of the Benjis the ball
We all saw what happened to the baller Benji
Gotta crawl before we walk
That's why we pray on knees
Try to find
They can't stop our moves
Because we be on the go
I just want ya all and nothing less
I get heated don't get pressed
They wan be this
We don't see it
They can't stop our moves
Because we be on the go
I just want ya all and nothing less
I get heated don't get pressed
They wan be this
We don't see it
The pen is a ooze
It’s Tiffany blue
I go to bed when you hittin’ the snooze
You couldn’t win
Cause I couldn’t lose
I keep it shut I got nothing
Discuss these all of this for nothing by tiffany Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In