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ty dolla $ign - paranoid (remix) - ty dolla $ign lyrics

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[intro: ty dolla $ign]
dolla $ign, ya know he here right
mustard on the beat, hoe

[hook: ty dolla $ign]
i see two of my b-tches in the club
and i know they know about each other
i think these b-tches tryna set me up
maybe i’m just paranoid and this is the remix

[verse 1: ty dolla $ign]
i got a bad light skin from cali
she be in the club with all baddies
little mama used to be my main b-tch
but now we don’t speak the same language
i love my b-tch, i could bang it
but my dark skin b-tch know how to take d-ck, yeah
she said she wear those red bottoms all night
you never heard of dolla $ign, bet you know now
both of my b-tches drive range rovers
none of my b-tches eat leftovers
both of my b-tches look good as f-ck, yeah
your b-tch look like booga wolf

[hook: ty dolla $ign]
i see two of my b-tches in the club
and i know they know about each other
i think these b-tches tryna set me up
maybe i’m just paranoid
yeah, i’m paranoid, i’m trippin’
i’ve been smokin’, i’ve been sippin’
i’m f-ckin’ around with two b-tches
but i never made them hoes my misses

[verse 2: trey songz & dj mustard]
trigga, got bad spanish b-tches in miami
sh-t, all the b-tches spanish in miami
get p-ssy like i am me
hatin’ -ss n-gg-s can’t stand me
flown cross country out to cali
work it out like bally’s
introduce the hoes to my homies
t-tties feelin’ all silicone-y
all of my b-tches play sleepover (what you say trey? what you say)
and then we f-ck, and then we buss and do the sheets over
and then we f-ck and then we f-ck and then we buss
none of my b-tches wanna f-ck with you, f-ck with you f-ck with you
all of my b-tches eat p-ssy too, yes they do

[hook: ty dolla $ign]
i see two of my b-tches in the club
and i know they know about each other
i think these b-tches tryna set me up
maybe i’m just paranoid
yeah, i’m paranoid, i’m trippin’
i’ve been smokin’, i’ve been sippin’
i’m f-ckin’ around with two b-tches
but i never made them hoes my misses

[verse 3: french montana]
if i give a f-ck about a b-tch, i’ll always be broke
i’d never have no motherf-ckin’ endo to smoke
i get in with tooty, n-gg-s actin; looney
do you, let your girl do me
now i got a b-tch out in oakland, got a b-tch in the a
got a b-tch out in portland, got a b-tch in the bay
got a b-tch out in queens, got a b-tch in the valley
i be reppin’ the east, while i’m smokin’ in cali
man this sh-t head gettin’ risky
feelin’ like $hort with b-tches
paranoid, rolla toya
now i’m ballin’ like a.i on the hoyas
b-tches moist, high gettin’ bent
b-tches gettin’ paranoid bet it be the hen, yet again
i be pimpin’ like hugh hef’
seen two of my b-tches two step

[hook: ty dolla $ign]
i see two of my b-tches in the club
and i know they know about each other
i think these b-tches tryna set me up
maybe i’m just paranoid

[outro: dj mustard]
now this is what i want y’all to do, hands up, hands up
hands up, hands up
if you came to f-cking party hands up, hands up, hands up
if you came to f-cking party hands up
now just rock, just rock, if you came to f-cking party just rock
just rock, just rock and this is the remix



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