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Phily Skeamz - Tellin' Lies Lyrics



Phily Skeamz - Tellin' Lies Lyrics
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Yeah
Your bitch feeling me like security
She down to creep purely
And test your insecurities
Music up loud
Body language say you hearing me
She said it's girls night
You took that shit seriously
Like really
You listening to hoes
Where she goes
You think you know
She got white girl up her nose
Why you think she did her toes
And she shaved right down below
Your girl is getting low
Give her cookies for the dough
She a psycho
But that's just my type bro
Clap for a private show
When she's in freak mode
You thought your bitch was home
She gone off that Patron
Tell your man don't hit my phone
He better watch his tone
'Fore he get clapped in his dome
Boy leave that shit alone
Go hard cause I was stoned
And fly cause I'm a drone
Blow ya bitch back out
The type of shit I'm on
You can't find your bitch
Cause that molly had her gone
She a Slip N Slide
When I get inside I Olympic dive
She gon ride
While her girlfriend just sit beside
And roll her eyes
You ain't no third wheel girl
You was five
Real live can't sympathize
Swallow this pill called pride
And join the vibe quit being shy
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Said your bitch tellin' lies
And she unsupervised
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Now your bitch won't reply
And your phone super dry
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Said your bitch tellin' lies
And she unsupervised
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Now your bitch won't reply
And your phone super dry nigga
Shake it shake it shake it
Make it pop pop
Shake it shake it shake it
Make it drop drop
Shake it shake it shake it
Don't you stop stop
Shake it shake it
For this f*cking guap
Nigga I ain't no sucker
I know that if I cuff her
Then I'm sharing her with
Another and another and another
As long as them my brothers
Then we all some box cutters
That's real talk don't studder
Man I put that shit on my mother
Make it wiggle and giggle
Put my thang in the middle
Give her wood like she whittle
That thang taste like Skittles
Sick mind in a hospital
Say you ball but can't dribble
Go nuts with no brittle
Ass big but she little whoa
Shakin' for a hour
And she ain't tired
She won't perspire
Yeah she from the Inland Empire
Take them pants off
Hoe them shits on fire
You ain't a bad bitch
Just cause you got priors
Dope dick provider
Check for wires with new buyers
That shits required
No denier these hoes lairs
She roll like tires
These hoes high as a messiah
Can tell by attire
She sellin' that desire
She just thirst trap
Clap reup through Cash App
Yeah you got her Snap
But you never heard back
Yeah you took his racks
Don't know where ya purse at
F*ck ya kneecaps
Drop vending machine snack
Shake it shake it shake it
Make it pop pop
Shake it shake it shake it
Make it drop drop
Shake it shake it shake it
Don't you stop stop
Shake it shake it
For this f*cking guap
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Said your bitch tellin' lies
And she unsupervised
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Now your bitch won't reply
And your phone super dry
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Said your bitch tellin' lies
And she unsupervised
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Now your bitch won't reply
And your phone super dry nigga
Oh she sarcastic
She do gymnastics
Need a prophylactic
Finago
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English

Yeah
Your bitch feeling me like security
She down to creep purely
And test your insecurities
Music up loud
Body language say you hearing me
She said it's girls night
You took that shit seriously
Like really
You listening to hoes
Where she goes
You think you know
She got white girl up her nose
Why you think she did her toes
And she shaved right down below
Your girl is getting low
Give her cookies for the dough
She a psycho
But that's just my type bro
Clap for a private show
When she's in freak mode
You thought your bitch was home
She gone off that Patron
Tell your man don't hit my phone
He better watch his tone
'Fore he get clapped in his dome
Boy leave that shit alone
Go hard cause I was stoned
And fly cause I'm a drone
Blow ya bitch back out
The type of shit I'm on
You can't find your bitch
Cause that molly had her gone
She a Slip N Slide
When I get inside I Olympic dive
She gon ride
While her girlfriend just sit beside
And roll her eyes
You ain't no third wheel girl
You was five
Real live can't sympathize
Swallow this pill called pride
And join the vibe quit being shy
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Said your bitch tellin' lies
And she unsupervised
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Now your bitch won't reply
And your phone super dry
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Said your bitch tellin' lies
And she unsupervised
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Now your bitch won't reply
And your phone super dry nigga
Shake it shake it shake it
Make it pop pop
Shake it shake it shake it
Make it drop drop
Shake it shake it shake it
Don't you stop stop
Shake it shake it
For this f*cking guap
Nigga I ain't no sucker
I know that if I cuff her
Then I'm sharing her with
Another and another and another
As long as them my brothers
Then we all some box cutters
That's real talk don't studder
Man I put that shit on my mother
Make it wiggle and giggle
Put my thang in the middle
Give her wood like she whittle
That thang taste like Skittles
Sick mind in a hospital
Say you ball but can't dribble
Go nuts with no brittle
Ass big but she little whoa
Shakin' for a hour
And she ain't tired
She won't perspire
Yeah she from the Inland Empire
Take them pants off
Hoe them shits on fire
You ain't a bad bitch
Just cause you got priors
Dope dick provider
Check for wires with new buyers
That shits required
No denier these hoes lairs
She roll like tires
These hoes high as a messiah
Can tell by attire
She sellin' that desire
She just thirst trap
Clap reup through Cash App
Yeah you got her Snap
But you never heard back
Yeah you took his racks
Don't know where ya purse at
F*ck ya kneecaps
Drop vending machine snack
Shake it shake it shake it
Make it pop pop
Shake it shake it shake it
Make it drop drop
Shake it shake it shake it
Don't you stop stop
Shake it shake it
For this f*cking guap
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Said your bitch tellin' lies
And she unsupervised
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Now your bitch won't reply
And your phone super dry
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Said your bitch tellin' lies
And she unsupervised
Your bitch tellin' lies tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Now your bitch won't reply
And your phone super dry nigga
Oh she sarcastic
She do gymnastics
Need a prophylactic
Finago
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Writer: PHILIP GINOBA, ROMAN RESCHKE
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Performed By: Phily Skeamz
Language: English
Length: 3:32
Written by: PHILIP GINOBA, ROMAN RESCHKE

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