She Said I'm Tuff ft. Cole Rose Lyrics

Woah, woah 
No, no no no no no no

woah woah woah woah

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Yeah, okay

Yeah

Brand new cash (bitch what?)

I count up the bands

GLE body I grab all her friends and we hop in the Benz

Don't fuck with nines, unless we talkin' bout sticks

Bitch gotta be a dime, if she wanna come see this dick

She say that I'm tough

She not gon' front

She gonna twerk and bend it over, that bitch got a dump

Double R Truck

Because bitch we get real rich

I busted a nut and I didn't buy her bag so she threw a big fit

Brand new cash (bitch what?)

I count up the bands

GLE body I grab all her friends and we hop in the Benz

Don't fuck with nines, unless we talkin' bout sticks

Bitch gotta be a dime, if she wanna come see this dick

I'll be bringin' my Glock to this function

Tell my baby to stop all that runnin

I fuck up and I throw her some hundreds

She eat dick and I feed her abundance

When I hop on the mic she gon' love it

Sorry bitch I can't buy you McGriddles

Need a bitch for to play with the fiddle

Not a bitch that'll say my shit little

This shit loaded so I gotta get em

She bipolar I fuck up her metal

Leave a whole daycare up inside of her dental

Tryna go get the Jag, I ain't talkin' bout a rental

Favorite car a Durango I fuck up the city

When she come to the crib we gon' fuck up some Henny

Do whatever you say, you just gotta be with me

I'ma fill up my cup with a pint of that sticky

Boy I'm crazy as fuck, I'ma die off that drug

I ain't chattin' with Zay, he a bad ass plug

Got us waitin' for days, they ain't showin' us love

Fuck all these niggas these bullets be hittin' them up

If we catchin' them watchin' we fill up a truck

She want face and time, I just wanna fuck

I had lust for the bitch, I gave that shit up (yeah)