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Tay Money - Tay Money X Souffle Tay
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Watson
Taylor Watson
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Watson
Taylor Watson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Abel Zamora
Abel Zamora
Producer
Dustin Cavazos
Dustin Cavazos
Producer

Lyrics

(Tay, Tay, Tay) ice cold in this bitch (Tay, Tay, Tay) Tay motherfuckin' Money Tay Money, my name hold money (cash) Spend it how I want, 'cause it ain't your money (no) Walked in the club and everybody on me Get paid to hit the stage, yeah, I love show money (ayy, ayy) Tay Money, I toss a lot of money (cash, cash, cash) You ain't cross my mind 'cause I'm busy getting money (money) Walk up in the club, it's a Tay Money army (ayy) Hundred dollar bills, ain't no damn change on me (ching) Chain on me, can't run no game on me (ching) Y'all all the same homie, can't have no lames homie No teller, I keep the bank on me (Money) My friend shakin' ass and she spilled her drink on me (bitch) Order 'nother round, fuck it, buy the bottle (ayy) VIP filled with some Instagram models (tag me) If you broke, you ain't allowed, you don't get a follow (ayy) Money Way bitch, that's the motto, Money Tay Money, my name hold money (cash) Spend it how I want, 'cause it ain't your money (no) Walked in the club and everybody on me Get paid to hit the stage, yeah, I love show money (ayy, ayy) Tay Money, I toss a lot of money (cash, cash, cash) You ain't cross my mind 'cause I'm busy getting money (money) Walk up in the club, it's a Tay Money army (ayy) Hundred dollar bills, ain't no damn change on me (ching) It ain't no ring on me, so you can't tell me shit (to the bank) If you gonna keep staring, might as well take a pic (cheese) When you get it, get the fit, get the cash then I dip (yup) Got security on my bag, don't be grabbing my shit (boy) I'ma brag in this bitch (boy), pop some tags in this bitch (boy) All up in this club, brought your dad to this bitch (ayy) Duffle bag match the fit (ayy), filled with cash in that bitch (ooh) Shoes tall as hell, I'm a brat in this bitch Tay Money, my name hold money (cash) Spend it how I want, 'cause it ain't your money (no) Walked in the club and everybody on me Get paid to hit the stage, yeah, I love show money (ayy, ayy) Tay Money, I toss a lot of money (cash, cash, cash) You ain't cross my mind 'cause I'm busy getting money (money) Walk up in the club, it's a Tay Money army (ayy) Hundred dollar bills, ain't no damn change on me (ching) Hundred bands, I make it last You wouldn't last, you in the past Bitch, you is old I know your secrets, I told 'em to go Got your BD, he on go Hit the city, see some more You got titties, free them hoes Block his number, ain't meet me, ho I will effing kill him, I promise Ayy, Tay, ayy, Tay, rock, rock, ayy, rock Fuck with me, you lucky, bitch All I get is money, bitch Run it up, I'm dummy rich Y'all be on that funny shit Y'all see who I'm coming with Fuck you and your slutty bitch Wanna be my buddy, bitch You can't be my buddy, bitch Get it how you do, ayy, I get it with your dude Two hundred on the dash, and I'm flying in the coupe Passenger seat, and it could've been you Now every time they hear my name, they be like, "Who?" Soufflé Tay, rockin' Cartier Chew on the mic like a mic buffet This ain't what you want, but I got what you need Tay Money fine in them Apple Bottom jeans Soufflé Tay, rockin' Cartier Chew on the mic like a mic buffet This ain't what you want, but I got what you need Tay Money fine in them Apple Bottom jeans Fuck with me, you lucky, bitch All I get is money, bitch Run it up, I'm dummy rich Y'all be on that funny shit Fuck with me, you lucky, bitch All I get is money, bitch Run it up, I'm dummy rich Y'all be on that funny shit Soufflé Tay, rockin' Cartier Chew on the mic like a mic buffet This ain't what you want, but I got what you need Tay Money fine in them Apple Bottom jeans
Writer(s): Samuel Melvin, Dustin Cavazos, Taylor Watson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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