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Tokyo Tokyo Tokyo
Bitch you trippin like it's hard to finesse dese niggas
It ain't none to take his wallet in a minute

Make that left cheek move
Now I caught you slippin
Now time is tickin
If we chillin then I'm billin aye

He copped the section now we sippin
Say you got it nigga spend it
I get to pocket grippin
As my two legs get to splitin
He ain't get unless he giving
I get it how I'm living
Now he want me to stop strippin
I'm like boy get out yo feelings

All these bitches opps
All these bitches thots
They back in VIP they sellin suckas by the pop
And it ain't worth a lot
And it ain't worth a lot
Tell these birds to get they bread up bitch cause I cost a lot

And I did what you trying to
Being that bitch from my city
I'm out here sliding too
If it ain't directed ion respect it
So what you trynna do
Go head bitch make yo move
Leave you lookin blue
Like my money while yo bills is due

(Tokyo take off)
I know how to spot em
Been peeped you from head to bottom
Rockin Gucci but you drove hea in a Honda
Talkin bout commas
Nigga we know you ain't got none
All about my dollars
Corn fed with the collards

Bitch you trippin like it's hard to finesse Dese niggas
I'm from the state shaped like a trigga
Where it's balls Dese niggas central
Porcelain Doll
His main bitch vanilla
I dont love em
Bitch I pimp em
If he with me he got bands and he gon spend em

All these bitches opps
All these bitches thots
If you got static I got watts hoe
Yo nigga love me lots
You want the addy I'll send the drop
Bitch I'm outside like the scotts
Mad cause I'm doing what you not

Weak ass hoes
Pussy on sale ass bitches
Acting like it's hard to finesse Dese niggas
Tuh
You bitches could neva
Tokyo Tokyo Tokyo



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Writer(s): Lucia Rosas
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