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ttbby - uon mean it lyrics

[verse 1: ja’torre]
aye
baby, you attractive, you should come back to the stage (aye)
had to put a pause on him, i bet not go ahead
pulled up with a fleece
perky in the cabinet, that sh_t is not for me (aye)
off the flo
let her come & stay here for the week
then i’m off the hoe
don’t be weird the next time that we speak
?rode inside the marble body for the pinky

of course (of course)
of course i was gon’ be who i am
what were you thinkin’
back then (aye)
that was past tense (aye)
clean ‘em up, then clean ‘em out
napkins to mouth
had her out here goin’ off the eighths of wock

cryin’ in a tesla
had a lil tantrum
can’t stay mad, cause i’m dark & i’m handsome (aye)
if he can attest it
my money double_breasted (aye)
steppers can attest it
i milly whip with effort? (aye)
hoes on her checklist
i scratched out her pleasure (scratched out her pleasure)
abuse to get that bag
that’s my mu’f_ckin preference
? when i roll
when i step, it’s still pressure
pray your big bro need t some help
ain’t no question
aye, cones what i smoke
woods never gettin’ passed
flashed, then a model x prayin’ in the dash
had her so excited, gettin’ top & watch it back (aye)
let her watch it back (aye)

them n_ggas steppin’ front street for you, who gon’ watch your back?
which one of them not eatin’
that’s the one that left it cracked (aye)
baby i wasn’t cheating, i was only cheating back (aye)
don’t tell me that you love me, uon mean it (don’t tell me that)

don’t tell me that you love me, uon mean it, aye (don’t tell me that)
don’t tell me that
don’t tell me that
don’t tell me that you love me, uon mean it
squeeze it
[verse 2: ttbby]
aye, aye
ttbby
look
woods gettin’ rolled, baby, ion ever pass
time heal wounds, she keep pickin’ at the scabs
treat the pedal like a — aye
steppin on the gas
take it to the max
tell em eat my dust

she in the white crop top &
got the prettiest of pairs / pants
buns so big, only hit it from the back
she tell me that she love me, i correct shorty (i correct shorty)
and don’t get to talking crazy out yo neck
tell me facts
don’t tell me that you love me, baby, tell it to my lap
life had threw me lemons, i just cut ‘em up in half
lemonade skin tone, salt & she sweet (d_mn)
lemonade pound bag
sell em to the mass (scrah)

racks on my checklist
racks when i exit
take it on the road on the way to her blessings (on the way)
i don’t be texting, she say i’m actin’ lightskin
but you know she sayin’ sh_t, i’m chocolate & s_xy
only thing i’m mad at is now she with her peasant
heard some wild news, i’m just prayin’ it’s alleged
you see me runnin’ high for a fact, can attest it
don’t tell me that you love me, uon mean it (uon mean it)

- ttbby lyrics

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