Tyrese Lyrics

I said sadlife to

The death of me nigga

But that don't mean shit sad

Round here don't get it twisted

Huh?

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Tyrese

Stay around some bitches

Wanna DIY me

Say I got tha juice

Like I'm a fucking hi-c

It's 300 if ya able

Bring 150 back ta me

Now baby can ya handle that

I'm garage pimpin

Brake tha gate

Boi Ian payin that

How the fuck you charging me

To park

She real eater

She turn fuckin to a art

I be playing fool cause

I can't tell her that I'm smart

Said it's all apart of

Said it's all apart

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Tyrese

Stay around some bitches

Wanna diy me

Say I got tha juice

like I'm a fucking hi c

It's 300 if ya able

Bring 150 back ta me

Now baby can you dig

Takin out each other

Nigga y'all ain't helping shit

Black experience

I can't tell ya safe

Another problem

Fendi Prada

Put in they face

What ya dolla

They gone do exactly

What we say

What's tha cost

I paid a pretty penny

Boi I'm finna get this off

MC pieces

Rock it every season

Might go back to pico

It be sunny every season

If he knew like we knew

He would call it even

Say she wanna lick me

Like some dry lips

I got custies

From tha ritz

They leaving high tips

They be talking this and that

I nevermind them

All that Eva Matta

Is tha

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Tyrese

Stay around some bitches

Wanna diy me

Say I got tha juice

like I'm a fucking hi c

It's 300 if ya able

Bring 150 back ta me

Now baby can you dig

Yea nigga

Thats on KGG nigga

Free my pop nigga

2023, we aint playing no games

Wit you niggas

I'm Tired