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Taylor Watson
Taylor Watson
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Lyrics

He think that I'm playing I promise I am
He said he love me but I got a man
I got a few, I got a house in Miami I'm tan I got a view
Yeah I'm a hot girl but I be cool
He payin' whatever and cleanin' the pool
I'm dissin' these bitches when I'm in the booth
When I'm with fam I'm keepin' it cute
Tell them hoes come walk in my shoes cause I'm the one and I'm finna prove it
Mrs. Texas in this bitch hold your man before you lose him
Too many hoes it's causing confusion
I don't want him but I'm finna use him
Pussy go dumb I'm makin' him stupid
He callin' me baby, I'm chunkin' the deuces
Gotta get outta here, I'm poppin' like everywhere
He touchin' my body yeah, I'm rockin that Cartier
Throw it back like some rocking chair, throw it back knock it outta there
And I'm cold like a polar bear, Margela with the pony hair duh
Bitch, bitch always talking about this and that like they ain't the one. You not, I am. Huh? Okay. Do it left now right. Swang that shit all night, swang that shit all night
Throw it back aye, throw them racks bae
When you see me in the club better make that ass shake, make that ass shake
Oou I'm bad I do it like a dancer, he can't cuff even know that he handsome. Bitch don't knock you don't wanna answer
Tay get money big bag like Santa
This watch fine but I want the next one got big diamonds I'm comin' from Texas
Yo' man messy he want me to text him
Told me he single I knew he was flexin'
Yeah okay, yeah go Tay
I know you bitches probably thinking this bitch, this bitch
Yes bitch, this bitch Moneyy
Written by: Taylor Watson
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