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Bryan Lamar Simmons (born April 4, 1987), professionally known as TM88 (also known as TrackMan 88), is an American record producer and DJ from Atlanta, Georgia. He is a member of the Atlanta-based record production and songwriting team 808 Mafia, as one of the lead members next to Southside. TM88 is one of the founders of the modern day hip hop sound. more »

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808, 808 Mafia
Yeah

Yeah, the hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)
The hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)

She give me pinata, she gone bust it open
Bitch, I'm from the bottom, where niggas keep a four fifth
Money blue it's so crip, all my money rolling
Hit her from the back, yeah, she want me to hold hands
Thinking bout' them racks, wait, like I work at Nordstrom
Smoking on a pack, wait, rolling up your old friends
Man, her ass so fat, wait, she want me to go again
She don't know my tracks, wait, must be a Magnolia fan
She throw me the cat, wait, I feel like a Doja fan
When I get that bag, wait, man I do the Soulja dance
Call me eighty racks, wait why you tryna expose your man?
Boy, you know that's cap, ayy, I ain't even want your bands

Yeah, the hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)
The hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)

Yeah, a nigga got opps, just point 'em out
I'm running it up, you running your mouth
She sucking my dick, I cum in her mouth
Run me your shit, they come in your house
I feel like Martin, you get to steppin'
I need Charmin, shit on you peasants
Fresh to death like a stairway to heaven
I'm with a square, now I got seven
Her nigga a square, took her in seconds
I beat up the pussy like I'm in Tekken
She bent over like them stretches
She get tired when she ride for real
I stack my money like I play Tetris
Throw her the money, look like confetti
I got the sauce, it's like spaghetti
You wanna race, bitch, I'm Andretti, yeah

Yeah, the hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know (ayy)
The hood show me love every time I come home (ayy)
Ain't no price tag, but I can buy what I want (ayy)
New Prada pants, don't rock Amiris no more (ayy)
Why these niggas mad? Man, the hell if I know

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