Tiffany & Co.

Give me any beat, Imma make it work
Ay, ay
Shorty ass fat, Imma make her twerk
Ay, ay
Kissing on her neck, hand up in her skirt
Ay, ay
Said she like it rough, imma make it hurt
Ay, ay
Got that drip on me, take yo bitch to Tiffany's
Uh
Got that drip on me take yo bitch to Tiffany's
Uh
Got that drip on me, take yo bitch to Tiffany's
Uh
Got that drip on me, take yo bitch to Tiffany's
Uh
Yeah it's K I D, no you can not see ID
Expensive dungaree, couple racks up in my jeans
Bitches sleepin' on me, yeah bitch now im in yo dreams
Niggas plotting on me,run up imma make a scene
My homie keep a tec, and he got a lot of beams
Make the wrong move and he gon hit you in yo spleen
Young wild nigga, popping pills and drinkin' lean
Back in his heyday he used to serve a lot of fiends
These niggas lame as fuck
So tired of these wannabes
Undercover jeans, handmade by the Japanese
She sniff that white on white, now she feel like Socrates
I can go all night, drop down can you top me please

Ayo let me tell ya niggas somethin' man
Y'all niggas is not ready for how my nigga KiD is coming for ya niggas necks boy
Ya niggas is not ready
Y'all niggas is scared, panicking
All types of shit goin on
Its pandemonium out here, ight
Ya niggas is fuckin' brazy

Give me any beat imma make it work
Ay, ay
Shorty ass fat imma make her twerk
Ay, ay
Kissing on her neck, hand up in her skirt
Ay, ay
Say she like it rough, imma make it hurt
Got that drip on me, take yo bitch to Tiffany's
Uh
Got that drip on me, take yo bitch to Tiffany's
Uh
Got that drip on me, take yo bitch to Tiffany's
Uh
Got that drip on me, take yo bitch to Tiffany's
Uh



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Writer(s): Quincy Sullivan
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