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I'm managed by me, shit I feel like I'm pimpin' me
Huh, these hoes tippin' me, huh, take 'em to Tiffany's
Just had an epiphany, that bitch ain't bad,

nigga could talk to you huh
You know this ain't for the fame
You know me by Lamarr Davis and not my rapper name
I know yo old nigga lame
Baby you

(I) do I ever leave your mind?
Are you fully occupied
By the time you spend, contemplating mine?
And how you wanna satisfy me (yeah)

Breakfast

love with your sister and I have a blood clot. 

I've been trying to get with Tiffany for so long
But I'm not very good, I'm like a white man at ping

to a nigaa
Let it ring, she done went and switched Moods on her nigga
Breakfast at Tiffany's then Tiffany for dinner
Money got Longer and my Name got Bigger
I

was Tiffany
Oh my god
Think she in the wrong industry
You know love
How it’s all about the symmetry
I know love
Used to think that it would finish me

bout to kidnap Tiffany
Yo girlfriend put her in my fucking trunk and speed off need for speed
I just keep on going and going
Pursuing this music and all

I brought her tiffany
She sung a symphony
I said baby come and sit with me
Come rolla spiff for me
I cant get you my head
You was heaven sent for me

epiphanies
I get a hard on for this, for anyone think that they stiffing me
'Cause when it comes to that shit, never had ish like I'm Tiffany
Kill my mufuckin'

the love gon' turn to hate on him
He show em love, but they still gon' wanna hate on him
This young nigga, he ain't really even fazed by em
This young nigga,

Our glory sealed by God's own pen
I'm a bad bitch and you know it
I'm a sad bitch, but I don't show it
Tiffany tear drops are all you'll see
The only

exactly like the great big stars
Of Hollywood, old style, not the new
Breakfast at Tiffany's, if you only knew
I loathe everything bought and sold

All my bitches humble
And they know they never fumble
Man I'm like Jim Brown they way I never ever fucking stumble
All my diamonds yea it's Tiffany

Wanna ride faster, just sit in that Bentley
She want some diamonds
Go shopping at Tiffany’s
Spikes on the Louboutin, made by Christian
When I look at her

By any means necessary
Couple million buried in the cemetery
Beamer, Benz or Bentley, jealous niggas envy
Got me grippin' heavy 'case a nigga

I used to be my own enemy
Now I done had several epiphanies over some breakfast at Tiffany's
Had to forgive all my frenemies
They are not who they

I used to be my own enemy
Now I done had several epiphanies over some breakfast at Tiffany's
Had to forgive all my frenemies
They are not who they

Bitch I'm feeling wavy feelin'
Faded from Promethazines
My bitch shining brightly just like
Diamonds call her Tiffany
Xanax by the handful, change

power, respect
Two chains swingin' (Players)
Freeze tag 'round your neck
Want a (Ayy) big bag tSA carousels
Funny, we live by the bag just
To die by

The Hood

Raekwon

The Lex Diamond Story [Clean]

2003

(featuring Tiffany Villareal)

[Chorus: Tiffany Villareal]
Some day, I know you'll be far away
I'll be right here to stay, give me one day
Baby,

yeah (Cole, you stupid)
Ah-ah, ah, ah yeah
Ah, ah, ah, yeah (yeah)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah (motherfucker)

Okay, you caught me by

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Wyclef Jean

Wyclef Goes Back to School, Vol. 1

2019

By chance, can I get a dance?
Maybe sit down just to tell you where I stand
Baby welcome to the mad function
It's the rambunctious
Steady in my bag

too late I'm not trying to save the date just cause your clock is ticking at a faster rate
Seems like time is starting to fly by and there ain't no

at Tiffany
She want to eat all the fine dining
She wanna pull up in different wraiths
Shorty she just gold diggin

Ion love her, Ion trust her, Ion need her