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tayback tre' - your love lyrics

[bridge: tayback tre’]
zero degrees up on my wrist i’m going dummy (go!)
thinking ’bout you leave a feeling in my tummy
wanna wrap you up just like a f+cking mummy (mummy)
got a n+gga choosing, swear that sh+t ain’t funny (he not funny)
(illgaze)
your love only thing that i want
if you see me ballin’ baby, then we stuntin’ (stuntin’)
my feet, i’m up to something (i’m up to something)
love is all a n+gga ever wanted (tbg)

[chorus: tayback tre’]
zero degrees up on my wrist i’m going dummy (go!)
thinking ’bout you leave a feeling in my tummy
wanna wrap you up just like a f+cking mummy
got a n+gga choosing, swear that sh+t ain’t funny (it ain’t funny)
your love only thing that i want
if you see me ballin’ baby, then we stuntin’ (and we stuntin’)
got these bands up to my feet, i’m up to something
your love is all a n+gga ever wanted (all i want)
[verse 1: tayback tre’]
tbg let’s get it, tgo let’s get it (let’s get it)
i’m too f+cking fly to rock a f+cking fitted (one hunnid)
all my shirts designer, all my jeans is fitted
if you f+cking with it, baby girl let’s get it (skee)
why you playing games acting like you with it (ouu)
say you f+ck with me then say you was just kidding (girl stop playing)
a few racks up on me, now they wanna listen
asking tay who made this beat, i said i did it (uhh, i did it)
girl you got me thinking ’bout you every minute (aye)
like the way you dress yourself, you looking pretty
girl you never ever ask me for a penny (f+ck)
i just wanna be the bobby to your whitney (bobby to your whitney)

[verse 2: tayback tre’]
baby girl you grown, yea you got a check (check)
baby girl i’m grown, i am not a kid (not a kid)
i’ma buy you that, i’ma buy you this (this)
i’ma show you that, i’ma show you this (this)
ice up on my wrist, that sh+t don’t make no sense (ohh)
i’ma shoot my shot whether i make or miss (ohh wet)
i just want your love, don’t want relationships (no)
girl i promise i ain’t with that playing sh+t
don’t sugarcoat sh+t like a funnel cake (cake)
to be honest girly i don’t go on dates (dates)
shooters with me heavy like i’m golden state (uhh yea)
i don’t trust these girls all these hoes fake (fake)
[chorus: tayback tre’]
zero degrees up on my wrist i’m going dummy (go!)
thinking ’bout you leave a feeling in my tummy
wanna wrap you up just like a f+cking mummy
got a n+gga choosing, swear that sh+t ain’t funny (it ain’t funny)
your love only thing that i want
if you see me ballin’ baby, then we stuntin’ (and we stuntin’)
got these bands up to my feet, i’m up to something
your love is all a n+gga ever wanted (all i want)

[outro: instrumental]

- tayback tre lyrics

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