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Tyler Perry
16,164
Hip-Hop/Rap
Tyler Perry was released on December 3, 2023 by Forever Franchise as a part of the album Young Rich Bastard
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Release DateDecember 3, 2023
LabelForever Franchise
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Smoove
Baby Smoove
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaelin Parker
Jaelin Parker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michgan Meech
Michgan Meech
Producer

Lyrics

Forever flawless
Forever perfect
Forever franchise
Franchise forever (Scary)
"Baby, let's get married," I love lean so much, it's scary
I put my **** on them plays, I feel like I'm Tyler Perry
I cut my phone off when I talk, I think they listenin' through Siri
This shit ain't nothin', check my closet, 'bout a hunnid pairs of Miri's
In my backyard it be boats, eighteen hunnid for my coats
Doin' fifty in my red eye, I'm so high, think I'm float
I know them **** broke and poor, I look at 'em like some jokes
I do codeine, not no coke, wide body, it's a boat
My **** Omar wouldn't even fuck with y'all, don't put that shit on O
I know I'm a mob boss, I'm the teacher, I'm the pope
I know **** really pimpin', you probably got like one ho
I got like twenty K inside, you can't afford my wardrobe
I'm like why'd you give your love away? That shit be sentimental
I wish a ho would try to play with me, I hit her friend and sister
I got two white girls havin' fun with me I'm Malcom In The Middle
She gon' call me Baby Bottle, ain't no liquor that I'm sippin'
She can't wait until we get home, she gon' undo my 'lil zipper
She can't wait until we get home, in her stomach hittin' liver
I got rich snipers with me, get to blowin', bet we hit you
I got marble everything, and heated floors in my kitchen
I'm like, "Baby, let's get married," I love lean so much, it's scary
I put my **** on them plays, I feel like I'm Tyler Perry
I cut my phone off when I talk, I think they listenin' through Siri
This shit ain't nothin', check my closet, 'bout a hunnid pairs of Miri's
In my backyard it be boats, eighteen hunnid for my coats
Doin' fifty in my red eye, I'm so high, think I'm float
I know them **** broke and poor, I look at 'em like some jokes
I do codeine, not no coke, wide body, it's a boat
Been that shit, don't go make Tris, she got no bra, I see her nipple
We take the Trackhawk out to run, I want 'em dead, that mean to spill em
Ninety pints? That cost a Bentley, I'm gon' squeeze it 'til it's empty
It's like one-fifty in my bag, but in my pocket it's a ten piece
I dare them bitches hit they lights, they gon' have to come and get me
I'd probably tell my bitch to Hutch, she'a never get no Tiffany's
I'ma drink until I'm old, it's gon' be lean all in my kidney
I heard that **** broke, but **** still fuck with 'em, shit be iffy
I'm like, "Baby, let's get married," I love lean so much, it's scary
I put my **** on them plays, I feel like I'm Tyler Perry
I cut my phone off when I talk, I think they listenin' through Siri
This shit ain't nothin', check my closet 'bout a hunnid pairs of Miri's
In my backyard it be boats, eighteen hunnid for my coats
Doin' fifty in my red eye, I'm so high, think I'm float
I know them **** broke and poor, I look at 'em like some jokes
I do codeine, not no coke, wide body, it's a boat
F-R-A-N-C-H-I-S-E
Written by: Jaelin Parker
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