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the world famous tony williams - marsha braidy lyrics

[verse 1: the world famous tony williams]
it ain’t workin’, and my feelings are kinda bruised, baby
i’m not perfect, and i’m feelin’ so misused lately ([?] got me like)
[?], i hope it ain’t true, save me (i don’t know)
i ball in my ball of friends, but they’ll be too shady (watch out, now)
before i pull your card, and you start wonderin’, “what did i do?”
before i make a charge, think i’ll start lookin’, i can find my own clues
before i diss all of my [?] because i’m workin’ on a short fuse
before i freak out, peace out, i think i’ll go to the, “what do i lose?”
just you, go

[post+chorus: the world famous tony williams]
girl (ooh+ooh+ooh)
but still, i really wanna be with you
(somebody, somebody)
girl, maybe we can work things out
[verse 2: fonzworth bentley]
uh+uh+uh+uh, okay, here we go again
playin’ with emotions, you got me twisted, babe
like them braids, hey
stay focused on your man, and not this way
i came today for one thing
to put up your new fan, but you wanna sweat me
‘fore i’m a man, i’m a mammal, be careful
let me make it plain and simple, we don’t need to heat the temperature
i’ll bite this, all of those, you get this, you gon’ moan
’cause you’ll risk all you own, ’cause your soul has been sold
you cold, you know what you got, and you use it like a pro
he’s goals, that’s your goal
i can’t play this game with you, that’s my fam, good music crew
oh, no, no, oh you brand new?
please, i’ma love me, bentley, and leave you alone

[chorus: the world famous tony williams]
i’m sorry, marsha braidy
you so haughty, you so crazy
you so naughty, so who’s your baby?
whose ferrari, or whose mercedes? (girl)
i’m sorry, marsha braidy
you so haughty, you so crazy
you so naughty, so who’s your baby?
whose ferrari, or whose mercedes?
[post+chorus: the world famous tony williams]
girl (ooh+ooh+ooh)
but still, i really wanna be with you
(somebody, somebody)
girl, maybe we can work things out

[verse 3: king chip]
yeah, i’m extra clean, now she on my louis v coattails
she got a man, so this only work if we don’t tell
not a soul, but it’s so hard not to notice us
we at the w in hollywood, they all know it’s us
we got complaints, and them bones that you wanna pick
and that ass, i’m tryna bury my bone in that sh+t
ain’t no sense in makin’ cents, long as i’m makin’ change
she ready to switch the last name when she see the range
ulterior motives power our locomotives
i’m tryna show off that face and ass, she wanna rip the rover
breakups, she with me ’cause i get money from poetry
and she can’t get over me, the s+e+x is omg
here we go again, same old sh+t
f+ck what your friends say, they don’t know sh+t
now i done bought you clothes and some more sh+t
it’s like my love is bipolar, i want you, then i don’t, chip

- the world famous tony williams lyrics

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