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toosii - truth be told lyrics
[intro]
oh, oh, oh (ayy, yo, nashi, you go crazy)
[chorus]
lord knows i want that audemar, but i ain’t rich yet
truth be told, i hit your ho, won’t get your b-tch back
i’ll hit my new b-tch with a rubber, still’ll get checked
them diamonds bustin’ out that rolex, got my wrist wet
new b-tch all on my line, told her she’ll be fine, ain’t give her d-ck yet
told ’em i’ma pop out, i got options, i ain’t pick yet
heard what they said, i’ma get ’em dead, but they ain’t blitz yet
we gon’ slide first, put ’em in that he-rs-, we don’t do get-backs, yeah
[verse 1]
said i don’t eat good, but i ain’t sick yet, i need a big check
and when i pop out with my new b-tch, that’s a big flex
said i wouldn’t be big, but sh-t, i did that, got a new crib, did that
got a new car, did that, 2x so i can’t sit back
and i’ll be d-mned a n-gga blam me and i ain’t seen my kids’ kids yet
she wanna lay up, i told her i don’t do kickbacks
they ask me do i party? i said, “hardly,” n-gga
i’m f-cked up in the head, so i don’t party with ’em
don’t be tryna let ’em know i’m thug, but i’m mean muggin’ sh-t
wish i knew tydre before that party got my brother hit
fast money, wish my sister wasn’t in love in with that
when i found out nae wasn’t my cousin, made her love the d-ck
[chorus]
lord knows i want that audemar, but i ain’t rich yet
truth be told, i hit your ho, won’t get your b-tch back
i’ll hit my new b-tch with a rubber, still’ll get checked
them diamonds bustin’ out that rolex, got my wrist wet
new b-tch all on my line, told her she’ll be fine, ain’t give her d-ck yet
told ’em i’ma pop out, i got options, i ain’t pick yet
heard what they said, i’ma get ’em dead, but they ain’t blitz yet
we gon’ slide first, put ’em in that he-rs-, we don’t do get-backs, yeah
[verse 2]
i feel like karma gon’ come get me ’cause i’m haunted
f-cked a stripper b-tch from onyx
and i feel like i love that ho
gang hit a l!ck for six, thought he was ballin’
like he scored, he got to tauntin’
now he dead, and i love my bro, yeah
gotta keep that nina by my waistline, yeah
want that piguet, so i don’t waste time
if i hit his head, we gon’ call it facetime
me and my b-tch gotta think alike like we got great minds
sh-t, i heard it through the grapevine, he got eight, but he might take five
i don’t wear no cape, but i’ma save y’all
got family, so i’ma make mine
even if it’s dark clouds in the daytime
you always find a way to make my day shine
[chorus]
lord knows i want that audemar, but i ain’t rich yet
truth be told, i hit your ho, won’t get your b-tch back
i’ll hit my new b-tch with a rubber, still’ll get checked
them diamonds bustin’ out that rolex, got my wrist wet
new b-tch all on my line, told her she’ll be fine, ain’t give her d-ck yet
told lil’ mama pop out, i got options, i ain’t pick yet
heard what they said, i’ma get ’em dead, but they ain’t blitz yet
we gon’ slide first, put ’em in that he-rs-, we don’t do get-backs, yeah
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