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They tryna hold me back but we outside (we outside) Appreciate the effort, at least they tried (at least they tried) It ain't no other Tay, that's on my life (that's on my mama) She was poppin' all that shit but now she shy (shut up) Let it ring, let it ring, get off my line (line) Let it ring, let it ring, bitch goodbye (goodbye) Let it ring, let it ring, get off my line (boy, bye) Let it ring, let it ring, bitch goodbye (Money) Like hello Don't know if he block or it's dead (hello) I know that he mad 'cause I left his ass on read Like hello, here he go again (boy) Blowin' up my phone and he callin' all my friends Like hello, he just want revenge (okay) Good grain choppin' blades feel like Pimp C in this bitch Like hello, there she go again (Tay) Why you hit my line bitch you know that we ain't friends? You know I'm a trophy (yeah) Pussy taste like codeine Bitch you don't know me (yeah) Tay Money not your homie (uh-uh), duh (don't do that) I'm in Miami with my swimsuit in the club Bitch, it's up They tryna hold me back but we outside (we outside) Appreciate the effort, at least they tried (at least they tried) It ain't no other Tay, that's on my life (that's on my life) She was poppin' all that shit but now she shy (bitch, shut up) Let it ring, let it ring, get off my line (yeah) Let it ring, let it ring, bitch goodbye (Tay) Let it ring, let it ring, get off my line (boy, bye) Let it ring, let it ring, bitch goodbye (Santana) Ghetto and mellow Hit this cigarillo Big booty jiggle like Jell-O Pissy diamonds, bitch, they yellow Toxic, sorry, don't say hello Million dollar girl with a million dollar phone I'm swipin' his card, then sending him home He blowin' me up, don't answer my phone Pretty brown bitch, bad to the bone Let it ring, let it ring, bitch goodbye Don't answer other hoes, these receipts will make you cry Sweet like honey With Tay motherfuckin' Money Smash the gas on his wallet, turn him to a crash dummy They tryna hold me back but we outside (we outside) Appreciate the effort, at least they tried (at least they tried) It ain't no other Tay, that's on my life (that's on my life) She was poppin' all that shit but now she shy (bitch, shut up) Let it ring, let it ring, get off my line (yeah) Let it ring, let it ring, bitch goodbye (Tay) Let it ring, let it ring, get off my line (boy, bye) Let it ring, let it ring, bitch goodbye (goodbye)
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Nicholaus Williams, Taylor Watson, Justin Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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