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Ain't feelin' me?
Uh, diamond wrist, wrist Diamonds Tiffany
Uh, Supra E, I rock with Supra E
Won't do shit for free
'cause you ain't shit to me
I got cash

No, no, no, no
Ooh
Ooh
Yo, DJ

Yo, ayy
Already got it
Trying to find that bad bitch with that humor
Show me the Tiffany haddish

Oh, girl, you want

a real dick chewer
Got a neck just like a rooster, seen her deepthroat a chalupa
And Lula keep her head by my waist like Medusa
Let her blow me like

Killin' Em Softly

Camp Lo

Uptown Saturday Night

1997

connection
All the triborough got the back of black connection

My huggy bear connect, connect
Me cautious, I enter a flamin' scorch, you by the door,

an alibi
Play how you want but you've hurt me
It seems like this ring is Tiffany's
But maybe it's the name she got you with
If only I'd find out who's been

Got niggas salty at me 'cause yo dream bitch is my main slut
These diamonds heavy on me and yo baby mama she wanna fuck
Her homegirl Tiffany, nigga

think I'm pressed
Worried bout some ex
All that shit it's past me
Past me prolly would've wrote it if you asked me
Ask me about what's comin up next
Cause

Feds Did A Sweep

Future

Future

2017

lies, I tote Uzis
I get idolized by these groupies
I treat 'em just like they're regular, yeah
They sneakin' pics on the cellular
Preyin' on me, I'm

breeze
I feel at peace whenever you right next to me
Already got you a ring from Tiffany's
You ain't like them other girls you in a different league
I'm so

Hahaha, too late...
9 Times a bitch crossed me, babygirl you be my 10th
Brothers turn into hitmen, I ain't never blinked or flinched
I learned to be

(Verse 1)
Meeting her at Tiffany's for breakfast
Just parked up the Lexus
Sittin' at the table talkin' 'bout how good the sex is
Pull me close by

switchin' but I'm cool, still me
You been hating on the boy but ya boo feel me
I been making lots of noise nothin' you can do wit me
I got gadgets

but she don't wanna to tangle
Only getting cuffed by the Tiffany bangle
And it better be gold, and she better have the new Prada bag to hold
Her arm is

What keeps me going when the world like this
I don’t know I guess I’m holding on 
to something like hope I guess
What’s a dream if you’re never

Don’t talk to me like I’m Tiffany
I see the way you treat her
She can take what she wants to from you
Even though you’ve got nothing to give her

But

You-You
You-You

i seen you walking 'cross the street
looking at me
pulled down my shades, on my cell phone
dont bother me
im on the move, gotta go
i

friend to experiment
She say I'm a sweeter man, I be making hitters man
Made the name sneakers in the project, got no features
You could call me, beat me

I put on chanelly got it black
You ain't got no hoes and that's a fact
She don't love me still gon' throw it back
Codeine down my throat cost me

I meet Meeka and Tiffany last week
I met Lisa up at a Track Meet
They got lungs just like an athletes
On God
And thats On God Patron!
Give one give me

found out, I ain't trippin' yeah it's nothing
Bitches coolin' on my body got me crushing
Poker facing all these homies like I'm bluffin'
One look at your

I was standing in the spotlight
playing by their hand, smiling for the fans, yeah
I was trynna keep my head high
do they see through me? do they see

a silhouette I can see you
Got a air tag I can find you
I'm in your rear view that you blind to
Keep fucking with me I'm going to side swipe you
NSFW not safe

recall, I think we both kinda liked it""
And I said, ""Well, that's the one thing we've got""
I see you, the only one who knew me
But now your eyes see

think we both kinda liked it"
And I said, "Well
That's the one thing we've got"

I see you, the only one who knew me
But now your eyes see through me
I