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
03:44
Lyrics & Translation
[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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