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ty - drank n cranberry lyrics

[hook: ty dolla $ign]
drank mixed with cranberry
hoes in my blackberry
hoes in my iphone
hoes wherever i go
drank mixed with cranberry [x4]

[verse 1: ty dolla $ign]
drank mixed with cranberry
got a square b-tch, she scary
i took her to my hood
[?]
see the money, got sprung
blood ain’t thicker than c-m
i’m f-cking with my enemies sister
bust all in her tummy
i ain’t gonna brag about money
most you n-gg-s broke
i ain’t gonna talk about b-tches
you ain’t got no hoes [x2]
i f-ck your b-tch without a condom
me, 3d and [?] sippin’

[hook]

[bridge:]
and now i’m leaning on your baby momma [x2]

[verse 2: casey veggies]
i prefer the dome, being honest
baby girl at the honors
i street smart and she a college girl
that stayed down when i was grindin’
patron shots to the stomach
sprint race to the money
come party with a real n-gg-
right at my house, we clubbin’
right at my house, we f-cking
i play my macbook then beat it from the back
come back to it i leave it where it’s at
i fly to the city cause i need it where i’m at
i’m westside with my name known
her chest out, she trained to go
boy tried to sn-tch my main ho
n-gg- try to match my bankroll like, “whoa!”
i done seen a lot of girls in the city act brand new and turn model
turn out, look on the internet, she was in a video doing p-rno
she go, no stop, shout out to the girls that like on top
for a young boy that made it from the bottom
we live one life, so i’m drinking out the bottle like, “oh!”

[hook]

[bridge]

- ty lyrics

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