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Song: | Tetris |
Album: | | Genres: | 14 |
Year: | 2019 |
Length: | 232 sec |
Lyrics:
All this ice make my neck itch Too much money in my hand Lookin` like a nigga flexin`All this cash on the floor I can`t even see my section So baby, come shake that booty Make it fit like it`s Tetris Baby, I know you get the message So quit playin` with a young
Ooh ooh ooh (yeah) For that bag, she gon` run it up For that bag, she gon` run it up For that bag, she gon` run it like Ooh ooh ooh (yeah) For that cash, she don`t fall in love For that cash, she don`t fall in love For that cash, she don`t fall in love
Ass like what? Fuck it up You`re like Patron mixed with Henny in your cup You say I workin` 9 to 5, not enough So you turn [?] Cash like what? Fuck it up All the hoes on the floor mixed with dubs You say you lookin` for a baller, not a scrub Whoever throw the most money showin` love So let a young nigga come and handle it Booty so big, I keep my hands off it Up and down the pole, got my fantasizin` In the back of the coupe, let me play wit` it All up on the stage, but you start with your top Girl, I ain`t leavin` til` them panties drop All this money in the air, got you diggin` a lot Cuz you`re livin` la vida loca
All this ice make my neck itch Too much money in my hand Lookin` like a nigga flexin` All this cash on the floor I can`t even see my section So baby, come shake that booty Make it fit like it`s Tetris Baby, I know you get the message So quit playin` with a young
Ooh ooh ooh (yeah) For that bag, she gon` run it up For that bag, she gon` run it up For that bag, she gon` run it like Ooh ooh ooh (yeah) For that cash, she don`t fall in love For that cash, she don`t fall in love For that cash, she don`t fall in love
All this money, all or nothin` Instead of throwin` ones, I throw these dubs in All these niggas in the club wanna lovin` Only cash on your ass when they touch, shawty Blood bag, pop a bottle, then we on the way All this drank on me, I ain`t tryna waste You wanna leave with a nigga, I see it in your face Quit playin` with a nigga, come and run a play So let a young nigga come and handle it Booty so big, I keep my hands off it Up and down the pole, got my fantasizin` In the back of the coupe, let me play wit` it All up on the stage, but you start with your top Girl, I ain`t leavin` til` them panties drop All this money in the air, got you diggin` a lot Cuz you`re livin` la vida loca
All this ice make my neck itch Too much money in my hand Lookin` like a nigga flexin` All this cash on the floor I can`t even see my section So baby, come shake that booty Make it fit like it`s Tetris Baby, I know you get the message So quit playin` with a young like
Ooh ooh ooh (yeah) For that bag, she gon` run it up For that bag, she gon` run it up For that bag, she gon` run it like Ooh ooh ooh (yeah) For that cash, she don`t fall in love For that cash, she don`t fall in love For that cash, she don`t fall in love
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