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Tiffany Box Freestyle
by Deon Dior
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Dior
You gotta rock to this shit juheardd
Deon Dior Shit
Mmmhmmm
Top Trav
Bar For Bar
Fly For Fly
I'm the Hardest in my City
She know
Tracey Baby Boy
Poppin
I don't wanna fuck unless a bitch got a bag
Bitch did me dirty fuck her friend and make her mad
Same fingers I count money wit
Them fingers itchin
Tracey Baby Boy
Where You been
I'm in The Kitchen
1300 for the Tiffany's
These Ain't The Same Ones
If I spend it nigga imma make it right back
I don't do the long talking or the chit chat
Nah
Shorty keep calling
Imma call her right back
Stuffing all this money in Tiffany Box
Tiffany box
I don't wanna fuck but you can give me
Some Top
Give me some top
Ooooo
And this money make her nasty
Imma one of one
Make the Tessi drive itself
I don't need no handouts
I don't need no help
Got it out the mud
Shit I did this by myself
What I look like not getting this money
countin it up
What I look like not hopping outside
fresh as fuck
Stuffing all this money in Tiffany Box
Tiffany box
195 on the Tesla stock
Tracey Boy when this shit gon drop
I don't know but this shit so hot
Prolly when the summer come cause this
Shit so Fire
I done turn my city up
Flyest in the city
Yeah
I can bring the biddies out
Gorgie
Only vibe with the pretty ones
Ducking all the silly ones
Money on my mind
Can you give me some
Shit im finna give me some
Rubber band them bands
Then I stuff it in the
Tiffany
Boy I got the buzz this year till infinity
I can fuck yo bitch
But she ain't shit to me
Tracey Baby Boy
Got this shit Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
You shittin me
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Bands on his head
My mans on his head
I don't wanna talk shh I think that nigga fed
Why she on my jock but she rubbin
On my stick
I don't wanna vibe shit
I put her in the stands
Yeah I fuck this bitch
But
She got a whole man
Damn
Yeah I played it cool shit
I treat her like a fan
She messy wit no hands
When I say I need
Trust
I'm talkin about these Bands
Tracey Baby Boy Got This Shit
Poppin Poppin Poppin
Stuffing all this money in Tiffany Box
Tiffany box
I don't wanna fuck but she can give me
Some Top
Give me some top
Ooooo
And this money make her nasty
Imma one of one
Make the Tessi drive itself
I don't need no handouts
I don't need no help
Got it out the mud
Shit I did this by myself
What I look like not getting this money
countin it up
What I look like not hopping outside
fresh as fuck
She know Tracey Baby Boy Poppin
Stuffing All This Money In The Tiffany Box
Dior
You gotta rock to this shit juheardd
Deon Dior Shit
Mmmhmmm
Top Trav
Bar For Bar
Fly For Fly
I'm the Hardest in my City
She know
Tracey Baby Boy
Poppin
I don't wanna fuck unless a bitch got a bag
Bitch did me dirty fuck her friend and make her mad
Same fingers I count money wit
Them fingers itchin
Tracey Baby Boy
Where You been
I'm in The Kitchen
1300 for the Tiffany's
These Ain't The Same Ones
If I spend it nigga imma make it right back
I don't do the long talking or the chit chat
Nah
Shorty keep calling
Imma call her right back
Stuffing all this money in Tiffany Box
Tiffany box
I don't wanna fuck but you can give me
Some Top
Give me some top
Ooooo
And this money make her nasty
Imma one of one
Make the Tessi drive itself
I don't need no handouts
I don't need no help
Got it out the mud
Shit I did this by myself
What I look like not getting this money
countin it up
What I look like not hopping outside
fresh as fuck
Stuffing all this money in Tiffany Box
Tiffany box
195 on the Tesla stock
Tracey Boy when this shit gon drop
I don't know but this shit so hot
Prolly when the summer come cause this
Shit so Fire
I done turn my city up
Flyest in the city
Yeah
I can bring the biddies out
Gorgie
Only vibe with the pretty ones
Ducking all the silly ones
Money on my mind
Can you give me some
Shit im finna give me some
Rubber band them bands
Then I stuff it in the
Tiffany
Boy I got the buzz this year till infinity
I can fuck yo bitch
But she ain't shit to me
Tracey Baby Boy
Got this shit Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
You shittin me
Poppin
Poppin
Poppin
Bands on his head
My mans on his head
I don't wanna talk shh I think that nigga fed
Why she on my jock but she rubbin
On my stick
I don't wanna vibe shit
I put her in the stands
Yeah I fuck this bitch
But
She got a whole man
Damn
Yeah I played it cool shit
I treat her like a fan
She messy wit no hands
When I say I need
Trust
I'm talkin about these Bands
Tracey Baby Boy Got This Shit
Poppin Poppin Poppin
Stuffing all this money in Tiffany Box
Tiffany box
I don't wanna fuck but she can give me
Some Top
Give me some top
Ooooo
And this money make her nasty
Imma one of one
Make the Tessi drive itself
I don't need no handouts
I don't need no help
Got it out the mud
Shit I did this by myself
What I look like not getting this money
countin it up
What I look like not hopping outside
fresh as fuck
She know Tracey Baby Boy Poppin
Stuffing All This Money In The Tiffany Box