Trapped in Toronto, Pt. 2
You're welcome
Yea
You're welcome
Top tier nigga give you shit
You're welcome
Say I'm being stingy with the love come and share some
Money don't be fixing everything but it's helping
Yea
It's helping
Talking hella crazy gotta realize
You got 1 mouth, but got 2 eyes
Brown color shawty, don't provoke me
Yea
Don't provoke me
Man it's 2 am
But you got me all to yourself
It's a 1 on 1
Back at it again
Don't be ducking all the 1on1s
Yea you steady nagging
But you here
I thank you a ton
You're amazing
Colder than a bitch, in the winter months
Safely, in ya crib bundled man you like being babied
Swear I'm just too young for ya
Swear I'm just too young
In my 20s I'm just tryna have fun girl
Feel like summer
I'm just tryna have fun girl
"Yea, that's what I'm saying"
I said you're welcome
Yea, yea
I said you're welcome
But you don't gotta thank me
Thank yourself yea
I mean
Thank yourself yea
Cause you ain't put up with my shi
You a champion
Yea, you're a champion
Cause you ain't put up with my (ain't take no shi)
Cause you ain't put up with my shit you a champion
Cause you ain't put up with my
Trapped in Toronto
Low notes yea, I need a high note
Good vibe baby, I need to blow smoke
And that body baby, I need to blow smoke
Man that py got me Trapped in Toronto
Man all this shi just got me Trapped in Toronto
Yea
You're welcome
Top tier nigga give you shit
You're welcome
Say I'm being stingy with the love come and share some
Money don't be fixing everything but it's helping
Yea
It's helping
Talking hella crazy gotta realize
You got 1 mouth, but got 2 eyes
Brown color shawty, don't provoke me
Yea
Don't provoke me
Man it's 2 am
But you got me all to yourself
It's a 1 on 1
Back at it again
Don't be ducking all the 1on1s
Yea you steady nagging
But you here
I thank you a ton
You're amazing
Colder than a bitch, in the winter months
Safely, in ya crib bundled man you like being babied
Swear I'm just too young for ya
Swear I'm just too young
In my 20s I'm just tryna have fun girl
Feel like summer
I'm just tryna have fun girl
"Yea, that's what I'm saying"
I said you're welcome
Yea, yea
I said you're welcome
But you don't gotta thank me
Thank yourself yea
I mean
Thank yourself yea
Cause you ain't put up with my shi
You a champion
Yea, you're a champion
Cause you ain't put up with my (ain't take no shi)
Cause you ain't put up with my shit you a champion
Cause you ain't put up with my
Trapped in Toronto
Low notes yea, I need a high note
Good vibe baby, I need to blow smoke
And that body baby, I need to blow smoke
Man that py got me Trapped in Toronto
Man all this shi just got me Trapped in Toronto
Credits
Writer(s): Emanuel Dorris, Luc Bernadel
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