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TTO - On My Own Lyrics



TTO - On My Own Lyrics




That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
Yeah, yeah, don't get tired of the lies, gucci, fendi, prada
Take that bitch wine and dine, yeah
Ain't you tired of me, ain't you tired of me girl, ain't you tired of me
That's why you a broke girl, that's why you alone girl
That's why you probably never got that call back girl
Eight times, that shit was eight times
When you grabbing my phone girl, leaving on speed dial, oh girl
I don't want that shit back
But I can't lie I really want your friend bad
Bend her over then I hit from the back back
In a slab so I need it in the right pack
Running over do a lap like a race track
Fiji water dripping on my body, splash splash
Pop two xans put it in the backpack
Put three xans put in the back pack, in the back pack
That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
Yeah, yeah, don't get tired of the lies, gucci, fendi, prada
Take that bitch wine and dine
Ain't you tired of me, ain't you tired of me girl, ain't you tired of me
Yeah I'm just tryna go through, go through, go through like it's chop chop
When I FaceTime it's top top, top, top
Why you running from the popo, popo
Yeah I'm just tryna walk through, walk through
Walk through like it's a runway, runway, ice cream on a Sunday, Sunday
Yeah I'm bout to get paid get paid yeah
Where the cash at, what's on Monday, what you doing
What's your plan tho, where you gon' be, where I'm tryna do
Where you tryna be, yeah you gon be
Mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm

That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
Yeah, yeah, don't get tired of the lies, gucci, fendi, prada
Take that bitch wine and dine
Ain't you tired of me, ain't you tired of me girl, ain't you tired of me
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That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
Yeah, yeah, don't get tired of the lies, gucci, fendi, prada
Take that bitch wine and dine, yeah
Ain't you tired of me, ain't you tired of me girl, ain't you tired of me
That's why you a broke girl, that's why you alone girl
That's why you probably never got that call back girl
Eight times, that shit was eight times
When you grabbing my phone girl, leaving on speed dial, oh girl
I don't want that shit back
But I can't lie I really want your friend bad
Bend her over then I hit from the back back
In a slab so I need it in the right pack
Running over do a lap like a race track
Fiji water dripping on my body, splash splash
Pop two xans put it in the backpack
Put three xans put in the back pack, in the back pack
That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
Yeah, yeah, don't get tired of the lies, gucci, fendi, prada
Take that bitch wine and dine
Ain't you tired of me, ain't you tired of me girl, ain't you tired of me
Yeah I'm just tryna go through, go through, go through like it's chop chop
When I FaceTime it's top top, top, top
Why you running from the popo, popo
Yeah I'm just tryna walk through, walk through
Walk through like it's a runway, runway, ice cream on a Sunday, Sunday
Yeah I'm bout to get paid get paid yeah
Where the cash at, what's on Monday, what you doing
What's your plan tho, where you gon' be, where I'm tryna do
Where you tryna be, yeah you gon be
Mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm

That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
That bitch she fine, run it up yeah she fine
Mix the sprite the nine
She don't get tired of the lies
Yeah, yeah, don't get tired of the lies, gucci, fendi, prada
Take that bitch wine and dine
Ain't you tired of me, ain't you tired of me girl, ain't you tired of me
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Writer: Tofunmi Tayo-Oyetibo
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Length: 2:41
Written by: Tofunmi Tayo-Oyetibo

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