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Stay Flee Get Lizzy
Stay Flee Get Lizzy
Stay Flee Get Lizzy

Toddla T produkie

Ay caramba
Body good, body proper
Let me blow all my wonga
All I want is a one dance

Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady
Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady

My top's Lizzy, don't even touch me
Rap about the streets so them young niggas love me
These Valentinos cost the same as my pumpy
Call me Selfridges, the west gyal love me
Tops from a robbery
Shoes are from crunch feed
So these feds hate the life that I live
We are talkin' about Z's I put five on the strip
But I'm missing my sales when she is wining them hips
Today its Gucci designing my kicks
It's funny 'cause double G's the size of her tits
Yeah, I just caught Mercedes all liking my pics
Its funny 'cause Mercedes designs all my whips
The sun's out, my guns out
Babe, come to the fun house
I need ten thousand to come to the club now
I think that she likes me
She wants to be wifey
Nice and she spicy
Reminds me of Chinese

Ay caramba
Body good, body proper
Let me blow all my wonga
All I want is a one dance

Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady
Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady

Ay caramba
Getting money off of my Lyca number
Give my yungens food then they will likely bump ya
Tits sit right and I'll like the bumper
Give gyal my phone they write the number
Sitting in jail so I write my younger
Got three years he will do slightly under
But he can't keep having fights in jummah
In the club, I ain't into whining and dancing
Them man there dabbing
My diamonds are dancing
You know I'm Fred babe so why are you asking?
I'm lean like them shoes you buy in the market
I'm shopping in up town
So tell them to come round
I've got so much yak in this yard it won't run out
I don't run for the bus now I'm bus down
Babe I don't want your love 'cause I love pounds

Ay caramba
Body good, body proper
Let me blow all my wonga
All I want is a one dance

Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady
Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady

Ay caramba
Body good, body proper
Let me blow all my wonga
All I want is a one dance

Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady
Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady
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Stay Flee Get Lizzy
Stay Flee Get Lizzy
Stay Flee Get Lizzy

Toddla T produkie

Ay caramba
Body good, body proper
Let me blow all my wonga
All I want is a one dance

Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady
Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady

My top's Lizzy, don't even touch me
Rap about the streets so them young niggas love me
These Valentinos cost the same as my pumpy
Call me Selfridges, the west gyal love me
Tops from a robbery
Shoes are from crunch feed
So these feds hate the life that I live
We are talkin' about Z's I put five on the strip
But I'm missing my sales when she is wining them hips
Today its Gucci designing my kicks
It's funny 'cause double G's the size of her tits
Yeah, I just caught Mercedes all liking my pics
Its funny 'cause Mercedes designs all my whips
The sun's out, my guns out
Babe, come to the fun house
I need ten thousand to come to the club now
I think that she likes me
She wants to be wifey
Nice and she spicy
Reminds me of Chinese

Ay caramba
Body good, body proper
Let me blow all my wonga
All I want is a one dance

Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady
Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady

Ay caramba
Getting money off of my Lyca number
Give my yungens food then they will likely bump ya
Tits sit right and I'll like the bumper
Give gyal my phone they write the number
Sitting in jail so I write my younger
Got three years he will do slightly under
But he can't keep having fights in jummah
In the club, I ain't into whining and dancing
Them man there dabbing
My diamonds are dancing
You know I'm Fred babe so why are you asking?
I'm lean like them shoes you buy in the market
I'm shopping in up town
So tell them to come round
I've got so much yak in this yard it won't run out
I don't run for the bus now I'm bus down
Babe I don't want your love 'cause I love pounds

Ay caramba
Body good, body proper
Let me blow all my wonga
All I want is a one dance

Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady
Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady

Ay caramba
Body good, body proper
Let me blow all my wonga
All I want is a one dance

Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady
Let's tango baby
Whine your waist for me
Let's tango baby
Pretty lady
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Writer: Adedoyin Olaide Julius-Adewuyi, Marvin William Bailey, Ra'chard Shakur Tucker, Thomas McKenzie Bell
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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