Ice Spice - TTYL (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Ice Spice - TTYL (en) Lyrics
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(Grrah, grrah, grrah)
First thing when I wake up (Grrah)
I make sure my cake up (Cake up)
I do my hair, put a lil'
bit of makeup (Grrah)
Of course I'm the baddest, them
bitches be haters (Haters)
All black, just like a skater
No friends, bitches be faker (Grrah)
No rocks, no scissors (Grrah)
Just gettin' that paper (Grrah)
Gettin' that paper like
I never had it (Like)
Empty the stores, that's my
only bad habit (Grrah)
Empty the clip if them bitches
want static (Word)
Shakin' that shit so he just
wanna grab it (Grrah)
I tell his bitch to go play
in some traffic (Word)
Five stars when I'm lunchin'
(Lunchin')
Bad bitch, so he munchin' (Munchin')
Shoot a movie at Dunkin'
I'm a brand, it's nothin' (Nothin')
I'm a star on TV (Grrah)
All in my face, what them
bitches wan' see (Grrah)
All in my comments, stay suckin' my D
Shakin' my head, I be suckin' my teeth
Please, like, I know I'm that bitch
who that bitch wanna be, grrah
Talkin' shit on the 'net,
I'ma drag her (Drag her)
No clout for that bitch, like,
why would I tag her? (Why?)
That's why her man wanna play
with my clappers (Clappers)
We in the V and we playin' my slappers
Damn, it's baddies galore (Woah)
She lookin' right in
that Christian Dior
And I don't even drink, but
I'm lettin' her pour
Grrah, she shake it,
shake it (Shake it)
Get naked, naked (Naked)
He on my line, tryna throw me a stick
And I'm cappin' to him like I
know how to take it (Like)
Like, it's karma, fake it (Fake it)
I just let him taste it
He talkin' nice, so I'm
lettin' him crack it
I'm throwin' it back, I'm like, "Baby,
don't break it" (Break it)
(Like, like)
(I'ma talk to you later)
(Grrah, gettin' that paper)
(Talk to you later)
(Grrah, I'ma talk to you later)
(Grrah, I be gettin' that paper)
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