Lyrics:
Jerz!
The girl like, Strong Isle (oh they wild)
The girl like, Connecticut
Yo they get them, they need to get more shout-outs up there, word up
"To
"Hey, guys! Welcome back to my channel
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I want you to love me,
and life
[Chorus: Tiffany Villareal]
[Raekwon]
Who ever said you ain't do right by me, they frontin', yo
They couldn't understand that we was a team
I used
just you and me
Not everything gon be glittery but where's the shivery
Why you acting like you sick of me, this is ridiculy
You owe me some Tiffany's
Ice
down on my knees
Empathy is not a necklace bought at Tiffany's
I love you deeper than I ever thought I could believe
(Better now that we're together)
corners
And was even a little too young for me
Tall and shy and crafty
He was oh so scholarly then
Got married later on
Had a child by the name of Julian
melted like it's cheese
The topping like pizza blue cheddar, oh
She make me wetter I get her off
With my two fingers like ice from Tiffany's
Giddyap
like your pops, you gon' make it multiply"
Get it (What?)
Say you bout that street talk? (Boy)
Oh yeah bitch, better be, 'cause them streets talk
, oh, oh, oh)
Nothing lights my fire or wraps me up, baby, like you do
Just want a cozy, a cozy little Christmas here with you
So, Mr. Santa (Mr.
New life sweeter than the candy canes
Live in newness with like no restraints
No more chains and it's no more stains
This one goes out for all
song
I might blow up my radio, oh
You can clear the room
By playing Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman
Intro:
Andy: Biggin
Dirt Nasty: Mumbling
Verse
Dirt Nasty:
I enter arenas
surrounded by a plethera of cheatahs
I look like beast master OH NO I
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
transpired
Call me what you want but I ain't got no time
All my broken bonds left them by design
Stabbed my broken back like a thousand times
Tried to hold you
unlikely
Them other bitches they night like me, oh, wow
You can have keys to the boat, money follow me
I got the cheese and the yolk, plus the juice
song
I might blow up my radio, oh
You can clear the room
By playing Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman
the things I got to live by
I celebrate success by getting right back to work
And know what happens next like I read through the sequel first
Ahh this is
I Got looks like Sylvester and i act like a jester
I wear my money like a vest, I spend it all like Vassar
Yea i own everything, I aint no nike wear
and white sand
I Get the bag expeditiously
Flex a white diamond choker
Flashy from Tiffany's
Oh my gosh I think that
I just had an epiphany
Bitches sneak
oh oh
Ooh, ooh
There was Nikki, Nicole, Tiffany, and Heather
But there's only room for you in my world
But you say that I changed like the east
blue Mercedes
I hit up Tiffany for Tiffany for you my lady
Deflated heart caused by cheating and I ain't talking Brady
Slim shady I'm on my 8th mile
playing strings
I'm like
What is that? I think I could go higher!
Oh, shit! Why'd you do that?!
I'm starting over i'm starting
Over! That was so
Same
Yeah, breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles
Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble
Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines
Buy myself
A brother rapping bout afros
White painted toes
Mad thrifted clothes
The lo
Got her looking
Oh so vintage
Audrey hemp burn
Breakfast at tiffany's
CBD empanada
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