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These Are the Tales Video (MV)




Performed By: Trey Mack
Length: 3:48
Written by: Billy Brown III




Trey Mack - These Are the Tales Lyrics




Holla at me when you tryna go
You be knowin' I'm on that dro
Wanna see you touch ya toes
Lil mama saucy nasty don't asked me
Just act like you classy
Purses and shoes baby
Them niggaz couldn't casssh me
Out no doubt mo flavor then big red
And yous a bad bitch
I wants some good head
She just wanna have a party
It's just me and her invited
Other bitches steady bite it
Smoke weed all night pull a all nighter
F*ck wit me hoe and make ya future brighter
Wanna see you get low jamming pimp c
And she's a savage she on vodka I'm on Hennessy
I'm looking laughing while my diamonds shining glittery
Come take a ride with me
Dis how it's supposed to be

These are the tales the freaky tales
These are the tells that I tell so well
You don't like my dirty raps you can go to hell
We swagged out on hoes

I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray

Holla at me when you tryna go
You be knowin' I'm on that dro
Wanna see you touch ya toes
You remind me of a real bitch
No dusty fingerprints that pussy like water
I'm in the mood let's take a shower money rain like water
I hit it real fast pussy really wet as water
I take a drag I'm actin bad you better hide your daughters
I'm on that gas I'm on a roll like a triple stack
She on a plane I'm in her brain she let my seat back
O M G she a freak
Gon' have to write her a check PMG
And when my phone ring I know it's gon be live
She serve freaky tales
And I put her on ice

These are the tales the freaky tales
These are the tells that I tell so well
You don't like my dirty raps you can go to hell
We swagged out on hoes

I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
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Holla at me when you tryna go
You be knowin' I'm on that dro
Wanna see you touch ya toes
Lil mama saucy nasty don't asked me
Just act like you classy
Purses and shoes baby
Them niggaz couldn't casssh me
Out no doubt mo flavor then big red
And yous a bad bitch
I wants some good head
She just wanna have a party
It's just me and her invited
Other bitches steady bite it
Smoke weed all night pull a all nighter
F*ck wit me hoe and make ya future brighter
Wanna see you get low jamming pimp c
And she's a savage she on vodka I'm on Hennessy
I'm looking laughing while my diamonds shining glittery
Come take a ride with me
Dis how it's supposed to be

These are the tales the freaky tales
These are the tells that I tell so well
You don't like my dirty raps you can go to hell
We swagged out on hoes

I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray

Holla at me when you tryna go
You be knowin' I'm on that dro
Wanna see you touch ya toes
You remind me of a real bitch
No dusty fingerprints that pussy like water
I'm in the mood let's take a shower money rain like water
I hit it real fast pussy really wet as water
I take a drag I'm actin bad you better hide your daughters
I'm on that gas I'm on a roll like a triple stack
She on a plane I'm in her brain she let my seat back
O M G she a freak
Gon' have to write her a check PMG
And when my phone ring I know it's gon be live
She serve freaky tales
And I put her on ice

These are the tales the freaky tales
These are the tells that I tell so well
You don't like my dirty raps you can go to hell
We swagged out on hoes

I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
I don't know if she might be cray
I don't know if I might be cray
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Writer: Billy Brown III
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