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tay b – water lyrics

[intro]
huh
all facts, lil’ n+gga, yeah
ayy, huh

[verse 1]
i just had to take my cousin groceries in the house (uh+huh)
pull up to this b+tch crib, i just f+ckin’ bounce
baby, you know what i’m ’bout, i hope you don’t run your mouth (yeah)
i can spend like five thousand today, i’m still ain’t runnin’ out (on god)
shiesty b+tch tryna steal my cum, i threw the rubber out (f+ck)
young n+gga, gamble with my life, let me double down (what the f+ck?)
i see that you tucked it in your pants, pull your stomach out
my chopper beat floyd ass, it got a hundred rounds
let’s see how much the work can really take, you gotta play with it (play)
p+ssy way too good, i had to f+ck around and lay in it
i keep my fire, i can’t get caught lackin’, i gotta stay with it
they just want money, these b+tches, they even let baby tay hit it, huh, huh (that’s crazy)
i know that thеse n+ggas don’t be likin’ me, huh
no, it ain’t my fault that your wifе for me
i ain’t crashin’ out for no b+tch, she ain’t gon’ be writin’ me
before facetime, i had b+tches gettin’ naked on skype for me

[chorus]
mm, neck, water (water)
fit, water (water)
wrist, water (water)
that p+ssy, water (water, water)
neck, water (water)
fit, water (water)
wrist, water
that p+ssy (mm), water
[verse 2]
every n+gga that hated on my pops, i f+cked they daughter
ridin’ ’round in the whip, sh+t, we got ars with the carbon
no, i ain’t signed to savage, but your b+tch, she’ll get slaughtered
i was on the run with just me and my b+tch, we like the carters, n+gga (oh, yeah)
y’all gon’ have to catch me up in traffic, f+ck the charge, n+gga (phew)
i got too much money, i can’t drive no f+cking charger, n+gga (phew)
ridin’ ’round with bro, we in bulletproof brabus, n+gga (mm)
i can’t take no chances, all this ice, i’m a target, n+gga
i can’t even lie, my side b+tches think it’s him (all facts)
my other b+tch so pretty, she don’t need no bbl (facts)
i deserve to get my head blew off, you see me tell (hmm)
i’ma keep on tryin’ before you ever see me fail, huh (b+tch)
take her to the room, no b+tch gon’ know where i be sleepin’ at (on my mama)
fly her to miami, that’s just our favorite place we creepin’ at
you won’t catch me cryin’ about no b+tch, i’m just too p for that
won’t catch me on the internet tryna beef, i’m just too street for that

[chorus]
mm, neck, water (water)
fit, water (water)
wrist, water (water)
that p+ssy, water (mm, mm)
neck, water (water)
fit, water (water)
wrist, water
that p+ssy, water

- tay b lyrics

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