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Lil TJay 00:02
Uh 00:04
I pop out in all new designer 00:07
Smellin' like Dolce Gabbana 00:08
Rollin' up marijuana 00:10
Ya bitch had me "Como te llamas?" 00:12
Ya bitch, she ain't really a fronter (ooh) 00:13
Know I could fuck if I wanna 00:15
I might just tell her I love her 00:17
I might just fuck her and dub her 00:18
Last bitch I hit with a rubber (ooh) 00:20
I could've bust on her covers 00:22
Had too much respect for her mother 00:23
Ain't wanna lay hands on her brother 00:25
Flexing she all on my huevos (ooh) 00:27
I just be chasing these pesos 00:28
Told her I ain't tryna fuck now 00:30
She said, "I'll still give you head though" 00:32
So we went to go get a bottle (ooh) 00:33
She said Ceretto Moscato 00:35
Chillin', I'm all at her mouth wit' it 00:37
I bust a nut and she swallowed 00:38
Put TYB on my resume 00:40
Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate 00:42
I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate 00:44
Put TYB on my resume 00:45
She was a average bitch anyway 00:47
I left her then moved on to better things 00:49
She was an average bitch anyway 00:50
I left her then moved on to better things 00:52
Wassup, is you tryna get high today? 00:54
'Cause I'ma need wings when I fly away 00:55
I gassed her she thought she could ride my face 00:57
She asked me when, I said "Yo no se" 00:59
This money be comin' in every way 01:00
I stay on my grind every-everyday 01:02
That pussy be wetter than 7 lakes 01:03
I beat it, she love how I treat it (yeah) 01:05
I know I'm the shit I'm conceited (yeah) 01:07
I got her addicted she need it (now) 01:08
If I was a book she would it read it 01:10
Say if I was a book she would read it 01:12
I'm tryna come up with my mans though 01:13
Ain't got no time for no damn hoe 01:15
I kill her then leave her like Rambo 01:17
I play bitches like the piano 01:19
This money keep comin', got handfuls 01:20
And niggas be hatin' they fans though 01:22
I bug out on all instrumentals 01:24
It might be my time, but I can't go 01:26
So plenty of bitches got ran through 01:27
I'm just that nigga, it's simple 01:29
I love all the clout and attention 01:31
That's why I'ma cop me a mansion 01:32
This hustle don't come with a pension 01:33
I'm working on shit I ain't mentioned 01:35
I'm working on shit I ain't mentioned 01:37
We working on shit I ain't mentioned 01:39
01:41
Put TYB on my resume 01:47
Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate 01:49
I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate 01:51
Put TYB on my resume 01:53
She was a average bitch anyway 01:55
I left her then moved on to better things 01:56
She was an average bitch anyway 01:57
I left her then moved on to better things 01:59
Down 02:01
Up my niggas, don't come in between 02:01
Yeah, that's your bitch, but she comin' with me 02:03
She like my 'fro so she fuck with my team 02:04
She like the print that she see in my jeans 02:06
She said, "I'm different," I'm like, "What you mean?" 02:08
Shorty keep calling, I'm letting it ring 02:09
All she gon' say is, "I'm doing my thing" 02:11
Got us all some while I'm chasing my dream 02:13
Started off hungry like Jack and the Bean 02:14
Hurt me to say that I'm drug to the fiends 02:16
I'ma get money that's by any means 02:18
Not worried 'bout niggas that's worried 'bout me 02:19
Yeah, I'm from Ryer and 183 02:21
Used to be deep now nobody free 02:22
Do it for Smelly, I do it for E 02:24
Bitches on me and I don't give a fuck 02:26
Sometimes I feel like it's all about us 02:27
Free all my niggas, I'm turning shit up 02:29
Codeine with the Sprite no ice in my cup 02:31
Yo' bitch finessing my dick like a dutch 02:32
TYB Season I'm home and it's here 02:34
I take yo bitch anytime of the year 02:36
Boutta take off and I'm switching my gear 02:38
Only 16 and I'm on my way there 02:39
Niggas be hating I really don't care 02:41
Niggas be hating I really don't care 02:43
I really don't care 02:45
02:48
Put TYB on my resume 02:55
Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate 02:56
I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate 02:58
Put TYB on my resume 02:59
She was a average bitch anyway 03:01
I left her then moved on to better things 03:03
She was an average bitch anyway 03:05
I left her then moved on to better things 03:06
Yeah 03:09
Yeah, yeah, yeah 03:11
Got up out my burkin, It's workin 03:14
She said she a virgin, it's hurtin' 03:17
She my biggest fan, she always lurkin' 03:20
And she know I'ma man, I'ma put that work in 03:23
And I know she can't stand me, I'm fancy 03:26
So I'ma bring her out when I get my Grammy 03:30
Late night sex, she can't find her panties 03:34
I couldn't hold it in, now she need a Plan B 03:37
His bitch need a Plan B 03:40
Lil TJay fancy 03:44
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Resume – English Lyrics

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[English]
Lil TJay
Uh
I pop out in all new designer
Smellin' like Dolce Gabbana
Rollin' up marijuana
Ya bitch had me "Como te llamas?"
Ya bitch, she ain't really a fronter (ooh)
Know I could fuck if I wanna
I might just tell her I love her
I might just fuck her and dub her
Last bitch I hit with a rubber (ooh)
I could've bust on her covers
Had too much respect for her mother
Ain't wanna lay hands on her brother
Flexing she all on my huevos (ooh)
I just be chasing these pesos
Told her I ain't tryna fuck now
She said, "I'll still give you head though"
So we went to go get a bottle (ooh)
She said Ceretto Moscato
Chillin', I'm all at her mouth wit' it
I bust a nut and she swallowed
Put TYB on my resume
Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate
I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate
Put TYB on my resume
She was a average bitch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things
She was an average bitch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things
Wassup, is you tryna get high today?
'Cause I'ma need wings when I fly away
I gassed her she thought she could ride my face
She asked me when, I said "Yo no se"
This money be comin' in every way
I stay on my grind every-everyday
That pussy be wetter than 7 lakes
I beat it, she love how I treat it (yeah)
I know I'm the shit I'm conceited (yeah)
I got her addicted she need it (now)
If I was a book she would it read it
Say if I was a book she would read it
I'm tryna come up with my mans though
Ain't got no time for no damn hoe
I kill her then leave her like Rambo
I play bitches like the piano
This money keep comin', got handfuls
And niggas be hatin' they fans though
I bug out on all instrumentals
It might be my time, but I can't go
So plenty of bitches got ran through
I'm just that nigga, it's simple
I love all the clout and attention
That's why I'ma cop me a mansion
This hustle don't come with a pension
I'm working on shit I ain't mentioned
I'm working on shit I ain't mentioned
We working on shit I ain't mentioned
...
Put TYB on my resume
Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate
I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate
Put TYB on my resume
She was a average bitch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things
She was an average bitch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things
Down
Up my niggas, don't come in between
Yeah, that's your bitch, but she comin' with me
She like my 'fro so she fuck with my team
She like the print that she see in my jeans
She said, "I'm different," I'm like, "What you mean?"
Shorty keep calling, I'm letting it ring
All she gon' say is, "I'm doing my thing"
Got us all some while I'm chasing my dream
Started off hungry like Jack and the Bean
Hurt me to say that I'm drug to the fiends
I'ma get money that's by any means
Not worried 'bout niggas that's worried 'bout me
Yeah, I'm from Ryer and 183
Used to be deep now nobody free
Do it for Smelly, I do it for E
Bitches on me and I don't give a fuck
Sometimes I feel like it's all about us
Free all my niggas, I'm turning shit up
Codeine with the Sprite no ice in my cup
Yo' bitch finessing my dick like a dutch
TYB Season I'm home and it's here
I take yo bitch anytime of the year
Boutta take off and I'm switching my gear
Only 16 and I'm on my way there
Niggas be hating I really don't care
Niggas be hating I really don't care
I really don't care
...
Put TYB on my resume
Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate
I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate
Put TYB on my resume
She was a average bitch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things
She was an average bitch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got up out my burkin, It's workin
She said she a virgin, it's hurtin'
She my biggest fan, she always lurkin'
And she know I'ma man, I'ma put that work in
And I know she can't stand me, I'm fancy
So I'ma bring her out when I get my Grammy
Late night sex, she can't find her panties
I couldn't hold it in, now she need a Plan B
His bitch need a Plan B
Lil TJay fancy
...

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