Lyrics:
were born inside of Tiffany's
But you like them losers baby
So I know you're always staying with me
Monday, Tuesday, all throughout the weekdays
suck dick, but expect for me to eat her?
That ho crazy, man, you don't wanna meet her
But her homegirl, Nita, swallow cum by the liter
She look good
& Burberry & Prada
She like you ain’t tipping me then you ain’t getting nata’
Told her you ain’t stripping please don’t you even bother
(Oh Yeah)
I just
& Burberry & Prada
She like you ain’t tipping me then you ain’t getting nata’
Told her you ain’t stripping please don’t you even bother
(Oh Yeah)
I just
you at all.
'Cause I have a house, far from the city, it may be my own fault, but it's awful pretty.
Just an old stone house by a river, with an old
where it's at
So c'mon let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Just take a look at the menu
We give
talkin that shit
Let me know that i’m winning
I just be feelin
Good when you give me that sexual healing
You know I be drilling
Look in your eyes know you
'gnac
A couple cups of that and I just don't know how to act
By the second bottle that's when I just get to buzzin'
I say I run New York and ain't
I'll stay right here by your side
You'll hold me here
This is always the hardest part
But keep the fire there in our eyes
Our eyes
Who's gonna hold my
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
Let's have a great night
Let's have a great night
Bottles on us
Dead by daylight
Tabs on tongue
Bottles outright
A vodka on tha rocks
With lime; just
you left me an angel cried
Oh, I just want you to come with me
We're on another mentality
I'm picking it up, picking it up
I'm loving, I'm living, i'm
with all the babies
(Feel with your L in the sky)
And when I call just to ask her if she need somethin'
She said, "Yeah, me and my friend want
to me
Like that looking stupid of course
Living day by day and you ain't hard
Trick hell you say?
It's such a blessing when my eyes
Get to see
times a week
Shout out to Chucky, after this hope he fuck with me
This ain't no diss, nah, nah
It's just a courtesy
Furthermore, you're my nigga
I just
I can only give you my promise
That I will always stay by your side
You can make my heart spin in circles
And I'll go along for the ride
Just
Santa baby
Just slip a sable under the tree
For me
Been an awful good girl
Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight (hurry down the chimney
the goal
I've gotta have Jesus 'cause I just can't make it by myself
Every day I pray (pray) pray (pray)
Pray (pray) pray (pray)
I pray (pray) pray
be out of reach
There's a call-box on the beach
So one, a two
A one, a two, a three
Alright
We're just twisting by the pool
And we're
give me your money
Talk about it late it boy whip out your wallet
Tiffany, Cartier, don't you hesitate
Need it by tomorrow or else it's gonna cost you
[Krayzie:]
I talk to myself (myself), when there is no one to talk to
[Repeat]
[Tiffany:]
Ever wonder just what it's like talkin' to yourself
care
Tryna see whats in for me I dont think its fair
Bro stand buy by the stairs
Send you flowers buy you bears
Im tryna pull your hair please dont look
cup, no coffee (damn)
They want me in a coffin (damn)
But I just keep on ballin' (damn)
I just keep on ballin' (damn)
I just keep on ballin' (damn)
gon' kick me out?
Why the fuck you tellin' these niggas I will not bust your scalp
Fool
And I just heard what you get on a show, I get for my back
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