Lyrics:
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
world Tiffany Blue
Everybody got a better half,
We just looking for the one on our only path,
When the bed gets cold on the other side,
And you don't
got this MAC on and you better stay in that corner
'Cause shit can turn into that song except I don't give a fuck what day it is
I'll have this club
ain't got no Wraith, then I might ghost him (on God)
You never get a second chance to make a first impression (huh?)
We both know that you're sexy, I
I'm calling my niggas they come like the infantry
Niggas be talking that shit, all I'm hearing is chatter don't care what you tote
All of my youngins
know what it is
And we don't really got no label
This some krazy shit
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Wanna take you to Tiffany's
Just keep it real with me
Oh, oh, oh, oh
'm sorta starred, what kinda food do you eat?
Yeah sure hop in the car, we'll cruise the streets
Around here I know alotta cool places to eat
You off from
I been cornered by my demons like we coexist
I been tryna get it right but what life is this
Pay your bills and got work for your wife and kids
Do
a bag
Let her whip the truck
Just pray she don't crash
Checking on you while I'm out of state
Feelin' like I'm never out of play
Feelin' like I got
But you turned out to be relentless
I got uber coming for you
Since Want to be independent
What you came here for
What you came here for
You know that
No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,
No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,
eyes up to the sky, know what I'm saying?
Don't let nobody tell you you can't make it
And don't let nobody around you tell you
That it ain't possible
talking shit but can you bring me to my knees
I'm like a Doll so Kash me out, I got taste for Tiffany's
12 karat rings, the finer things you want some cream
name
I know you got hoes, so I got the same
Seen you before, I'm not falling for game
Staying a menace, I'm stuck in my ways
Making love to you so you
(you know this ain't love)
What is it then?
It's desperation
She's lookin' for Mr. Right (hey)
Wants me to be that guy to her
It's desperation
I
certificate from Tiffany's
You better have an epiphany, slut
Guess what? What? The lease up
I'm just mad the time it took to discover
You were using me for
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
know what her face is
You knock it the park you don’t know what first base is
Breakfast at Tiffany’s, I Bought the bitch a bracelet
Bad Yellow Bihh I
I don't even know what's goin' on no more
I don't even know what's happenin', man
Ain't no answers
I'ma figure some shit out though, ya hear?
You
What you need? (What you need?) Got it up (ooh-ooh)
I dont know why these hoes can't stand me
I guess I'm too demanding
Wanna hit the double coke,
never
Nah bro hold on, what are you talkin about
What shit I went through bro
Whatchu mean bro , you don't remember ?
Remember?
Remember what ?
Hollup
Promethazine
I didn't go to Tiffany to get her diamond ring
But Chanel got bigger dreams
Oh, she wanna do anything
I'm out my mind, I ain't got no ceiling
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