T.Y.A. Testo
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Testo T.Y.A.
[Touch Your Ankles]
[Verse 1:]
Do you need to get your money back, you've been had, I hope u got a warrantee
Cause I been walkin' round with money bags in my bag shorty gonna roll with me
Girl u need to get your money back you've been had I hope you got a warrantee
Cause I been walkin' round with money bags in my bag shorty need to roll with me
(Go slow) promise I can make u beg (for more)
Put that thing on repeat
So holla holla if u with me Got dolla dollas if u with me
Imagine takin' trips to Paris
N e thing that u want girl I'll get it
U got a bangin body ne thing you wear is
Sexy baby, lady
[Hook:]
Oooooh I
Wanna kiss u between your thighs
And when I'm lickiN' and I'm touchin superbad McLovin
Time to go night night bed time.
[Chorus:]
Make your hands tounch your ankles [x11]
Hey mama can u give it to me (now)
Cause I can tell u can really give it to me (now)
Come on girl get loose with me
Show me something I ain't never seen, baby
Break it on down for me get it get it girl
Don't stop right now all I wanna see is u (On top top, on top) [x2]
Imagine takin' trips to Paris
N e thing that u want girl I'll get it
U got a bangin' body n e thing you?
Sexy baby, lady
[Hook:]
Oooooh I
Wanna kiss u between your thighs
And when I'm lickin' and I'm touchin superbad McLovin
Time to go night night bed time.
Make your hands tounch your ankles [x11]
[Verse 2:]
Flow sick I need a mothafuckin' ambulance
Big knot so my jeans look like hammer pants
Flow sick I need a mothafuckin ambulance [x2]
Big knot so my jeans look like hammer pants
Get on the floor lil mama I'm a make ya dance
Hands on ya ankles, 3 point stance
6 inch heels, are those Balenciaga?
Gimme that poker face, ha lady gaga
I'm like Sesame Street gotta eat cookie monster
Girl I can put it on ya, eat it la la la bamba
Nah let me chill low, just like my chain is
150 stacks now my jeweler famous
Don't I make it look easy?
Coolest nigga in this spot that's why they call me breezy
[Chorus:]
Make ya hands touch ya ankles hands touch ya ankles [till song fades]
[Verse 1:]
Do you need to get your money back, you've been had, I hope u got a warrantee
Cause I been walkin' round with money bags in my bag shorty gonna roll with me
Girl u need to get your money back you've been had I hope you got a warrantee
Cause I been walkin' round with money bags in my bag shorty need to roll with me
(Go slow) promise I can make u beg (for more)
Put that thing on repeat
So holla holla if u with me Got dolla dollas if u with me
Imagine takin' trips to Paris
N e thing that u want girl I'll get it
U got a bangin body ne thing you wear is
Sexy baby, lady
[Hook:]
Oooooh I
Wanna kiss u between your thighs
And when I'm lickiN' and I'm touchin superbad McLovin
Time to go night night bed time.
[Chorus:]
Make your hands tounch your ankles [x11]
Hey mama can u give it to me (now)
Cause I can tell u can really give it to me (now)
Come on girl get loose with me
Show me something I ain't never seen, baby
Break it on down for me get it get it girl
Don't stop right now all I wanna see is u (On top top, on top) [x2]
Imagine takin' trips to Paris
N e thing that u want girl I'll get it
U got a bangin' body n e thing you?
Sexy baby, lady
[Hook:]
Oooooh I
Wanna kiss u between your thighs
And when I'm lickin' and I'm touchin superbad McLovin
Time to go night night bed time.
Make your hands tounch your ankles [x11]
[Verse 2:]
Flow sick I need a mothafuckin' ambulance
Big knot so my jeans look like hammer pants
Flow sick I need a mothafuckin ambulance [x2]
Big knot so my jeans look like hammer pants
Get on the floor lil mama I'm a make ya dance
Hands on ya ankles, 3 point stance
6 inch heels, are those Balenciaga?
Gimme that poker face, ha lady gaga
I'm like Sesame Street gotta eat cookie monster
Girl I can put it on ya, eat it la la la bamba
Nah let me chill low, just like my chain is
150 stacks now my jeweler famous
Don't I make it look easy?
Coolest nigga in this spot that's why they call me breezy
[Chorus:]
Make ya hands touch ya ankles hands touch ya ankles [till song fades]
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