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Tia Mowry (The Rich TT)
Lord Jah-Monte Ogbon
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Yo, ayy
Wow
Oh
Once again (hold up)
Okay, call me, beep him if you wan' reach me
She don't do no cheap shit, Timmy Chu, CC
Flew in for the weekend, back to back, three-peat
Boulevard Peachtree, lookin' for a freak me
OMG, need me, Bimma Keith, beep me
Double B, Chase keep my name out the street, neat
Let it off, wipe it down, know me, I'm a neat freak
Baby wanna kick it, get my tickets off of SeatGeek
Oh, you wanna lick it 'fore I stick it, you a freak freak
Put her ass up like I sat her in the cheap seats
Fresh off a flight, let's get dressed for the night
I meant let's, let's get right, don't act extra tonight
I bet it on myself and made extra, I'm nice
Told my plug I'd take 'em all for a less of a price, wow
I think Steph removed the hex off my life
Calati, I Q, make a check off my life
Can't let you know my moves or what's next in my life
Want a makeup 'cause she flex, I need some neck in my life
Or a big back, I sent some hundreds, told 'em skip lag
All this who I skip past, send they ass a gift back
And I need a rule or I'm cool, let me hit fast
Run off on my plug, you'd think he drunk some Slim Fast
Temp tags, spendin' everything, we don't skim past
Break the rim glass, ballin' like in gym class
Presidential secret route when I leave the house
For the agreed amount, it get even out, special
Ask me how I feel, feel stressful
She want a man supportive and I need my girl successful, ayy
I'm booked and busy all year, but I'ma catch you
A hundred texts out the blue, you wouldn't guess who
Worst timin', 'bout to meet up with my next boo
I put the packs on the plane, flyin' JetBlue
I just reset my body count, I'm at a fresh two
To whomever this addressed to
TikTok notifications is big stalkin'
If you still sellin' QPs, quit talkin' (shut up)
I turnt my brother up and brought him to a big market
Henny on the rocks like we at a fish market
She think I'm a trick, but she wish I'm big-hearted
I'm big-headed with the thoughts of Marcus Garvey
My shorty back outside like Tia Mowry
Ma, you with a bad boy like Mike Lowrey
I don't fuck with broke hoes, not sorry
I got the venue lookin' like a block party
Call me, freak me if you wan' keep me
Don't want your baby mama, boy, I want
The rich TT in Tampa for the night
And I'm at the Ritz briefly
Act like she don't see a man callin', she sneaky
You the type of girl that match my freak, you gotta link me
Admit I went ghost, but she ain't have to post a think piece
I don't give out my number, you can follow me on Linktree
She do whatever, as long as the kings please
Ayy, I'm Nardy
There we go
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