Lyrics:
fingerprints, you no-good crook,
You shatter my heart like a Tiffany glass,
I knew from the start he was a thief in a mask,
And now I'm alone, cleaning up his
Excuse me miss what’s your name
Hour glass figure wit the Tiffany chain
You just like literature riddlin my brain
Want you in the picture admit it no
Winchester’s gun
Each creak in the stud is a stampede in the hall
She ducks behind her Tiffany stained glass
She hears the bugle ring as that last soldier
hoe, I love you hoe
Haha freaked out ahh lil' bih
Dreka, Keisha, lil' Tiffany
Isha, only stick wit me
Dreka, Keisha, Felicia, lil' Tiffany
Isha,
hoe, I love you hoe
Haha freaked out ahh lil' bih
Dreka, Keisha, lil' Tiffany
Isha, only stick wit me
Dreka, Keisha, Felicia, lil' Tiffany
Isha,
Twisted
Don’t get it twisted
I’m bout my business
All my bitches want the Tiffany’s
They say I’m gifted
I almost missed it
Spent so many
to the store for some more baking soda
Yo, yo, yo, get your fuckin', yo this made of glass, man
Get your big Avias off my mom's table man
The fuck is wrong
to the store for some more baking soda
Yo, yo, yo, get your fuckin', yo this made of glass, man
Get your big Avias off my mom's table man
The fuck is wrong
observe
I’m splashing, splurging
Dashing, that’s my word, you know?
Champagne glass is crashing, can’t ration
Used to having a whole lot
So dough - I blow
was Tiffany
Oh my god
Think she in the wrong industry
You know love
How it’s all about the symmetry
I know love
Used to think that it would finish me
boo and vacuum her virginity
Give her back to you off a glass full of the Hennessy
The breakfast that we had was some fast food up at Tiffany's
We pass
see it, these niggas living off the pad
Ya I ran 100 miles but I did it all with class
Hands all glass, wrists all glass
Real on heron how long will
dance
Big big bunda
Gözleri güzel
She got hips
Shawty wanna dance
Instagram DM özel
Ich hab zu viel in meim glaß
Ey Ihr booty macht die Nacht zum tag tag
Come Bonnie e Clyde
Come Bonnie e Clyde
Hey Pluto, vuoi venire a giocare
Baby
Non ho
Mai avuto sensazioni più forti
G-glass
On the road
Vorrei sapere
reaction
You see it, these niggas living off the pad
Ya, I ran 100 miles but I did it all with class
Hands all glass, wrists all glass
Real on heron
the goods
Huggy bear
Put me on to the will on it hit the gas
[Geechie Suede]
I got the wire
Ignored it, then poured it real slow in tekida's glass
in
It's like that y'all, we gangstas
Sticking all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany
in
It's like that y'all, we gangstas
Sticking all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany
bear
Put me on to the will on it hit the gas
I got the wire
Ignored it, then poured it real slow in tekida's glass
Her radiance, radiance smilin',
got the wire
Ignored it, then poured it real slow in tekida's glass
Her radiance, radiance smilin', diamonds giorgio splash
The suede is aroused
There's one sittin' in a pawn shop, glass counter
Someone down in California traded it for a TV
Another one in a pretty blue box
Somewhere up in
heated (tip, tip, tip, tippin' on)
Got a lot of style, got a lot of Tiffany on me
I gotta fan myself off
I gotta fan myself off
I gotta cool it down,
family proud of me
Put the glass to my face just so I can see
I'm faking my numbers like parody
reach for the stars and you know I touch barely
I'm Midas I
ha, yaaa
You know, years ago common people said they knew me
But Ima new bitch, confident in my Gucci
I don't hit malls. Tiffany's for my jewelry
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