T.Y.A Lyrics

Yep!

Rhythm & Streets

Gangsta Grillz

Girl, you need to get your money back

You've been had, I hope you got a warranty ('ty)

'Cause I been walking 'round with money bags

(DJ Drama, fuck these niggas up!)

In my bag, shawty gonna roll with me (Ow!)

Girl, you need to get your money back

You've been had, I hope you got a warranty ('ty)

'Cause I been walking 'round with money bags

In my bag, shawty need to roll with me

Go slow, promise I can make you beg for more

Put that thing on repeat

So holla holla if you with me

Got dollar dollars if you with me, yeah, yeah

Imagine taking trips to Paris

Anything that you want, girl, I'll get it

You got a banging body

Anything you wear is sexy, baby, lady

Ooh-ooh-oh

I wanna kiss you between your thighs

And when I'm licking and I'm touching

Super bad, McLovin

Time to go night night, bedtime

Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your—

H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

Hands touch your, hands touch you, h-h-h-hands—

Make it clap for me

H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

Hands touch your ankles

H-H-H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles (Gangsta Grillz)

Hey, mama, can you give it to me now?

'Cause I can tell you can really give it to me now

Come on, girl, get loose with me now

Show me somethin' I ain't never seen, baby

Break it on down for me, get it, get it, girl

Don't stop, right now all I wanna see is you

On top, top, on top (Babe)

On top, top, on top (Yeah)

Imagine taking trips to Paris

Anything that you want, girl, I'll get it

You got a banging body

Anything you wear is sexy, baby, lady

Ooh-ooh-oh

I wanna kiss you between your thighs

And when I'm licking and I'm touching

Super bad, McLovin

Time to go night night, bedtime

Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your—

H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

Hands touch your, hands touch you, h-h-h-hands—

Make it clap for me

H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

Hands touch your ankles

H-H-H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles

Yeah, flow sick, I need a motherfuckin' ambulance

Big knob so my jeans look like Hammer pants (Trendsetter)

(A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles)

Yeah, flow sick, I need a motherfuckin' ambulance

Flow sick, I need a motherfuckin' ambulance

Big knob so my jeans look like Hammer pants

Get on the floor, lil' mama, I'ma make ya dance

Hands on your ankles, three-point stance

Six-inch heels, are those Balenciaga?

Gimme that poker face, ha, Lady Gaga

I'm like Sesame Street, gotta eat, cookie monster

Girl, I can put it on ya, eat it La-La-La Bamba

Nah, let me chill though, just like my chain is

Hunnid-fifty stacks, now my jeweler famous

Haha, don't I make it look easy?

Coolest nigga in this spot, that's why they call me Breezy

Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your—

H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

Hands touch your, hands touch you, h-h-h-hands—

Make it clap for me

H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

Hands touch your ankles

H-H-H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles

A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles

Gangsta