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You came for the Bag, The Racks?
I guess you don't love me, We know That's a fact, You gave me a chance
You after the bag, Like Tiffany and Britney, You

Stayed down till I came up
Did it by myself so ain't gotta bring no names up
Still same the nigga bitch I always keep it day 1
Phone stay slapping

a key
Made my label nigga ain't no signing me
Yea
She think ima cheater I keep stopping at Tiffany's
Weight on my shoulders but fuck it I'm benching it

feet
Switching V's, $50 G's is chicken feed
We in a different league, I cop my ice from Tiffany's
Drive-by's in the Lotus, the 6-speed
The 5th will bend

things just meant to be
Got me working on this symphony
Got you wearin' that scent for me
Thinking either Jared's or Tiffany's
All on you when you in my

still I'm sober
Never tell me night is over, the night ain't over
Pretty girl came to me so the drink is on me
Bad bitches always seem to hang around by

Chanel, and Tiffany's
These gold and diamonds
Finally be my breakfast cereal, tasty
Your 10k's and fake pearls could never compete with me
I think its cute

Hey do you notice my body's covered in dust?
So then by the ocean they welcomed a stranger's warm touch
"You can let go" the alcohol told me
It said

asunder
I'm on a roll
How do you do
I need my money
In Tiffany blue
Bad lil thotty
I'm all on her mind
She on her knees
Like a nigga divine
Hush
I spit that

triangle side angle side
Be by my side or be square and then we'll go for a ride

Solid is my word, can't break it with a jackhammer
I'm not about that fame

Broken bones and broken strings
Lonely homes and lonely dreams
I don't know how to sing anymore
Recollect my thoughts of you
Breakfast at Tiffany's

Good Enough
Words and music by: Jessica Sorensen & Perry Sorensen

called you home at seventeen
oh we couldn’t afford a Tiffany’s ring
old-fashioned

Odd ball like footballs. I Roll differently
Fine ain't enough, less she deep in the mind, can't find this gem in no Tiffany's
Just foreigns with all

to this
Can you sit the fuck down and vibe to this
Sit the fuck down and vibe to this
Roll up a J and then vibe to this
Roll up a J to get by
I got a scar

Recently money just knock at the door
I ain't even gotta go
I bought that shorty a Tiffany tote, now she modeling for Vouge
My lil bro, he run it up

melted like it's cheese
The topping like pizza blue cheddar, oh
She make me wetter I get her off
With my two fingers like ice from Tiffany's

Giddyap

She asked who at the door 
But she know it’s Uno
We could do a few things by the mistletoe
It’s cold outside 
Baby poor a cup of joe 
Imma show you how

I don't tell these stories that these other men do
Life is a bitch that's word to Az
First album made me fall in love with rap was Blueprint by Jay-Z

Since Tiffany's "enhancements"
I mean you dug your shit in my spotlight
I got a comeback you couldn't dream of
Rookie
So how much Woody could

november aye
Pornhub is lit i can't beat my dick
No Tiffany Watson no Kardashians
Some fool slid in my DMs
With a free Pornhub premium account
And i can't

them chains yeah I buy em by the dozen (ye)
No goofy no McLovin when I got down on my knees had ya blushin
Well that's the way it's supposed to be
Yeah

was foolin'
Man I guess it's all apart of the illusion
You playing tricks on me
Girl look what you did to me
I bought her Tiffany's then took her

a bad muhfucka 
Educated and she pretty 
Make your nigga fall in love 
But she ain't got no feelings

Verse 2:
Her name maybe Tiffany 
She stay bussed

differently
I could tell the nigga was cappin', instantly I barely wanna buy the bitch Mickey D's

And she want me to buy her Tiffany's Are you kidding me
Y'all