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Pollàri – TIFFANY lyrics
[Intro]
Lil 32, what it do?
Lukrative
[Chorus]
I can't trust a soul, keep that stick on me
All these niggas hoes, they gon' switch on me
Got a bad bitch, I called her Tiffany
Say that you a savage, must be kidding me
Hi-Tech with a Perky, bitch, I hang out
You ain't got no money, get your ranks up
My bitch in the kitchen, she a dancer
He don't want no smoke, don't want no cancer
[Verse]
I got a ho in the link
I got the water like sink
Skate on that bitch like a rink
Eat on that pussy so pink
Your diamonds, they looking like glass
Bitch, I'm ahead in the class
Shoot at an opp and I blast
I put that bitch in the past
Silk be my attire, your bitch, she for hire
Heard they talkin' crazy, beat 'em 'til we tired
I spent fifty on my necklace, yeah, we reckless
Niggas mad, they can't test us, eat you, breakfast
Chanel with the Fendi, grant your wish like Timmy, I gotta keep the semi
All these hoes are playin' me, all these hoes are playin' it
I got your bitch with me, I got your bitch with me
[Chorus]
I can't trust a soul, keep that stick on me
All these niggas hoes, they gon' switch on me
Got a bad bitch, I called her Tiffany
Say that you a savage, must be kidding me
Hi-Tech with a Perky, bitch, I hang out
You ain't got no money, get your ranks up
My bitch in the kitchen, she a dancer
He don't want no smoke, don't want no cancer
Lil 32, what it do?
Lukrative
[Chorus]
I can't trust a soul, keep that stick on me
All these niggas hoes, they gon' switch on me
Got a bad bitch, I called her Tiffany
Say that you a savage, must be kidding me
Hi-Tech with a Perky, bitch, I hang out
You ain't got no money, get your ranks up
My bitch in the kitchen, she a dancer
He don't want no smoke, don't want no cancer
[Verse]
I got a ho in the link
I got the water like sink
Skate on that bitch like a rink
Eat on that pussy so pink
Your diamonds, they looking like glass
Bitch, I'm ahead in the class
Shoot at an opp and I blast
I put that bitch in the past
Silk be my attire, your bitch, she for hire
Heard they talkin' crazy, beat 'em 'til we tired
I spent fifty on my necklace, yeah, we reckless
Niggas mad, they can't test us, eat you, breakfast
Chanel with the Fendi, grant your wish like Timmy, I gotta keep the semi
All these hoes are playin' me, all these hoes are playin' it
I got your bitch with me, I got your bitch with me
[Chorus]
I can't trust a soul, keep that stick on me
All these niggas hoes, they gon' switch on me
Got a bad bitch, I called her Tiffany
Say that you a savage, must be kidding me
Hi-Tech with a Perky, bitch, I hang out
You ain't got no money, get your ranks up
My bitch in the kitchen, she a dancer
He don't want no smoke, don't want no cancer
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