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tay money - new bae lyrics

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[intro]
tay motherf-ckin’, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, money
it’s the motherf-ckin’ clique, boy
if you don’t get your motherf-ckin’

[chorus]
i’m in the drift with new bae and i push new waves (ayy)
i don’t want your -ss ’cause these dudes all the same (boy)
two cell phones and i hear the same thing (money)
only thing i love is my money and my chain (ice, ice)
i’ma come through, shake it up, make it rain (ayy, ayy)
hurricane tay and i’m traveling the states (tay)
i don’t know where i ain’t, yeah i’m doing what you can’t (tay)
dinner in his face, he call this a dinner date (money)

[verse 1]
kinda famous on the player
you want tay money or taylor?
i’ma finger roll that lay-up
why you talking? b-tch you made up
when they see me, lift that gate up
that’s when you became a hater
let him chew it now and later
yeah, i’m hungover in vegas
you late to your job at payless
talking sh-t, b-tch, just say less
we both know you get paid less
we both know you ain’t make it
on your playlist, you can’t play this
it ain’t money, i don’t say sh-t (tay)
(motherf-ckin’, ayy, motherf-ckin’ money)

[refrain]
all my b-tches money, all my b-tches money
all my b-tches money, you ain’t f-cking with my money (tay)

[verse 2]
wanna level up, well learn to stay lowkey
crown and c0ke my dressing room, sorry it’s smoky (girl)
ask me how i do it, i don’t know, they chose me (ayy)
slidin’ in that b-tch, goin’ faster than you think (skrrt, skrrt)
in that mink, what you mean?
get off me, get on your feet (ayy, ayy)
i get paid two times a week
you get paid one time, two week (ayy)
first i’m sour, then i’m sweet
rapper of the week, every week (ayy)
play me, i’ma sweep
from the d, we play for keeps (ayy)
do the leech, he a creep (oh)
get off me, get on your feet (yeah yeah)
get your own cash, get your own cheese (yeah yeah)
smokin’ gas, 93
93, ayy, yeah that gasoline, ayy
born in ’93, catching flights every week
bars ain’t free, c-c-candy paint pink
change the color on my feet, makin’ hits in my sleep
who your b-tch wanna be?

[refrain]
all my b-tches money, all my b-tches money
all my b-tches money, you ain’t f-cking with my money



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