Tiara Thomas - You Do Lyrics

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Tiara Thomas - 4Dolla Bill Lyrics

Tiara Thomas - 4Dolla Bill Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Tiara Thomas]
I’m a trill bitch.
That’s straight out the gate.
And the forties outta space.
(?)
That is not up for debate.
And I got a lot of drugs.
And a new attitude.
I should open up my closet,
So you can see what it do.
Got a white t-shirt and skinny jeans on
Black and leather shoe string, Louis Vuitton.
Yeah I be on ‘em
Like couples on a date.
When I turn the lights on,
All these bitches gonna hate.

Turn the lights on.

[Hook: Tiara Thomas]

Ahh yeah.
They just want the money money money
Cars cars clothes clothes.
Ahh yeah.
Bet you never met one like me.
Swear this bitch is so trill yo.
Ahh yeah.
Call em 4 dolla bill hoes
Cause these bitches not real no.
Ahh yeah
They just want the money money money
Cars cars clothes clothes.

[Verse 2: Tiara Thomas]
Bitch, I’m a real OT.
(?)
These hoes don’t know me,
But I know you saw my homies
From across the f-cking street.
They were waiting in the car, all black.
They were throwin’ those seats right back.
And I know you heard that bangin’ 808 up in the back
When it drop like that.

[Verse 3: Tiara Thomas]
When it drop like money,
Shit’s not fair
The shit’s not funny.
When you say those things,
Behind your screen.
When you see my team,
You get soft like bunnies.
Don’t like don’t like don’t like those niggas.
Don’t fight don’t fight don’t fight no bitch cause
The money do more damage than a motherf**kin’ fist does.

[Hook: ]

[Verse 4: Tiara Thomas]
I be like, “F-ck the world. F-ck the world.”
These 4 dolla bill bitches can’t touch a girl.
Cause you know I’m out here gettin’ it.
And I’m all about my business.
On top of my shit
Don’t need no handout from no nigga.
Money money money cars cars clothes clothes.
And when those car doors close
And the shades go down.
I’m still killing these hoes.

[Hook:]

Wale - Bad Ft. Tiara Thomas Lyrics

Wale - Bad Ft. Tiara Thomas Lyrics:

Monogamy or whatever you call it
I'm starting to think it ain't for everybody
Most of us rushing into it anyways, you know what I'm saying
You ain't rushing for love, and I ain't up here to judge
Let's neglect the what if's and make it do what it does
Let's get it

Is it bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
I'll be your bad girl, I'll prove it too you
I can't promise that I'll be good to you
Cause I had some issues, I won't commit
No, not having it
But at least I can admit that I'll be bad noooooo to you (to you)
Yeah, I'll be good in bed but I'll be bad to you
Bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck

Lets get it
Bad girls ain't no good, and the good girls ain't no fun
And the hood girls want a smart nigga, college girls all want a thug
So it seems we fiend for what we don't need
Got a thing for a queen who don't wanna leave
I'm not bout to judge you, don't judge me
You ain't really gotta sing about your rap sheet
Cause I heard you (bad nooo)
In the literal sense I mean that
Rough sex saying I love yah
But to kiss them saying you mean that
I know I just be calling her mean ass
Oh the irony, got the bomb indeed
But the problem is it's probably a deep past
Still I'm feeling of something I need bad
Thinking if I get her, I get her to need this
I don't need emotions to open your deep sea
I can see the ocean by going between legs
Beg, nope, bed, floor, dope
Go, for it, couch, now
Slow, mo-tion, around, put it down
Lord knows she was going for the morn, hold up

Is it bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
I'll be your bad girl, I'll prove it too you
I can't promise that I'll be good to you
Cause I had some issues, I won't commit
No, not having it
But at least I can admit that I'll be bad noooooo to you (to you)
Yeah, I'll be good in bed but I'll be bad to you
Bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck

Let me tell you about, look
She hurt feelings, she break hearts
She stay quiet, she play smart
She take pride, in going out
Getting hollered at, and saying nah
She no saint, but she don't pose
She don't wear make up by the boat load
Riding through lake shore with the nose up
She don't really date much but it slows her up
She got haters, but we all do
Heard you winter time cold, shawty fall through
Baby look at they approach how they court you
All those minds games nevermind cause they all lose
In the physical sense I mean that
I ain't tryna kiss up, suck up, feed gas
I ain't like them nigga you sucking your teeth at, nope
Play big, trust me I'll humble your mean ass, look
Shawty is actually in prevent
Cause the one in front is working deep threat, yep
Bed, floor, couch, more
More, shower, Lord, perm
Done, love, nah
Called in the morning cell number wasn't on, goddamn

Is it bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
I'll be your bad girl, I'll prove it too you
I can't promise that I'll be good to you
Cause I had some issues, I won't commit
No, not having it
But at least I can admit that I'll be bad noooooo to you (to you)
Yeah, I'll be good in bed but I'll be bad to you
Bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck