Lyrics:
the day like that shit don't be killin' me
She keep talkin' Chanel so I bought her that Tiffany
Swear I hate it when bitches be actin' too bittery
Prolly
too my left, let’s make a bet
Niggas be fake, you could recheck
How long it take, give it sec
Get what you make, take what you get
Never get caught,
fast, fuck police
Shots fired back but his ass in the street
When I bought a forty, showed Brittany and Tiffany
Knowing if they call, it ain't shit
it off
(No they are saying you cannot do it)
Take that shit off, lipstick and all girl
(Well let's talk about the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha
it off
(No they are saying you cannot do it)
Take that shit off, lipstick and all girl
(Well let's talk about the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha
a quick buck on a worthless resource.
In case it gets lost in the shuffle, I want to introduce the villains right off the bat. De Beers.
aka De Beers
a flamin' scorch, you by the door, moolah
All over the floor time to gather
As much as I can tryin' not to get blam off in a vicious
Get message
a jiff
Unless it's Tiffany I ain't never been in a tiff
Cause all my problems getting solved or getting pushed off a cliff
I'll be smirking while they
the cake
You know you fine baby
So fine baby
You one plus nine baby
A dime baby
That's my dog
She take it all and all
Be like I got it
My bbc her bbl like
niggas gon
Really hate it
Pull up on them Flying Spur Haters get
A Millyated they gon think I
Really made it when I ride by
Diamonds in my wrist watch,
'bout to take this whole thing to Mars (lift off)
Now we gon' take it to the moon, take it to the stars
You don't know what we been through to make it
me by my government name
Money helps me, it just easing the pain
Run it up, Run it up
Like I'm Usain
Roll it up, Roll it up
Get a new strain
I'm
frisky, ya get me?
Take a trip, LSD, did ya miss me?
Backdoor Stephanie tried to trick me
Good thing Tiffany wasn't with me
Going hard, yeah, I got
it
No amount of money gonna change me
No amount of money gonna change me
Raised by a pimp from the 80s
Fire at will no jada
Heavy on the wockhardt
Spare me the bitches and spare me the mentions
Get off my dick, it's money, go get it
Advisors they like Adonis, they drew us financial pictures
Yan, we
em like that
Make a play with no strings attached
Got love on the west where it’s at
Tiffany braclet locket intact
Tunnel vision came right through
there's a feeling I get when I get up on there and the smiles and the cheers take away all the fear, ya know?
It's a matter of something
I know
Do I have
Channel)
Take it right off the shelf (Take it right off the shelf)
Louis, Rolex, Tiffany (Louis, Rolex, Tiffany)
Get me a diamond ring (Get me a diamond
just quit the day job
Ain't takin no days off
Ain't trippin we take ours
Don't trip it won't take long
Don't slip It don't take long
Body the beat need
Peep the story
Sonny Cheeba, Geechie Suede
Check it out
Volume 1 of this joint
I ski in Switzerland
Down in morocco gamblin', handlin'
B.I.
connect
Me cautious, I enter a flamin' scorch, you by the door, moolah
All over the floor time to gather
As much as i can tryin' not to get blam off in
tryna play me
Ain’t coming through
Sorry Noel
I mean Michelle
Crossfaded off some shit can’t really tell
Maybe it’s Brittany or maybe it’s Tiffany
Either
stop sendin' threats, come and get me
I ran up two hundred thousand in my Dickies
I take all my young bitches to Tiffany, ha
Two hundred thousand
Are you down
To throw me around?
Blow it off
Top me off
With champagne
And tiffany
Don't stop now
Don't fall down
Until the dawn breaks
Please pay me in
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