Lyrics:

Say they gonna do this, but really they be cappin
Sir Cap-a-lot
Drop, work, do it, go
Andwedont let emstay past three
Cause we know whatthey want
Its money in my bags, twerk
Told em I cant front, so they get it in advance
Quick with they hands, boy quit with your hands
Watch, disgusting, he aint got no bands
Tay Money, Misses leave em in a trance
I got 50 in my pants, it gone fall out when I dance
Tay Money army do the Tay Money chant

Im the one, cant you see?
Try to tell ya, take a seat
Im the one, cant you see?
Try to tell ya, take a seat
You cant sit with us
You cant smoke with us
Bitch, dont fuck with us
You cant sit with us
You cant smoke with us
Bitch, dont fuck with us

Run it up then I dip
You can stop me anywhere for a pic
Tay Money, where ya at? Im on the list, check
He like my list, so he let me say this
Sexy bitches on the seashore
Ima ride it like a sea horse
He came back cause he need more
Switch the locks on the screen door
He tryna have it, lost your name was laughing
Say they gone do this but really they be cappin
White girl and I really be rappin
Say they gone do this but really they be cappin
White girl and I really be rappin

Im the one, cant you see?
Try to tell ya, take a seat
Im the one, cant you see?
Try to tell ya, take a seat
You cant sit with us
You cant smoke with us
Bitch, dont fuck with us
You cant sit with us
You cant smoke with us
Bitch, dont fuck with us

Don't fuck with us (x5)
Tay motherfucking Money
Aye motherfucking money
Ice, ice, ice, ice, fuck it (haha)
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