Chucky N Tiffany Lyrics

I get chills when I'm with you that's a fact

I'm a brat little baby I don't know how to act

And you're so sexy when you're mad

Yeah my baby get the money yeah he throwing up them racks

Grab me by the hips when you hit it from the back

Might make me a mother I might make him a dad

10 toes for him I always got his back

Rolling all these woods all this gas got me smacked

All these hoes better back back

Yeah yeah

I been low tryna stack stack

Yeah yeah

Help him count it up

Never out of stock i fuck with the plug

Damn he got me high rolling on these drugs

He said I'm the one but i cannot trust

I don't play bout that nigga nah he is not one of them

Grab a couple of your niggas i got friends for your friends

Always solid for that nigga i don't fold but i bend

We might pop out on the insta couple goals setting trends

I think i like you boy I'm greedy

You don't need nobody

Don't give that pipe to anybody

Need it for my body

Faded on the roof you and I

Yeah it's a private party

Faded off the Dussé

Yeah yeah I'm feeling naughty

I get chills when I'm with you that's a fact

I'm a brat little baby I don't know how to act

And you're so sexy when you're mad

Yeah my baby get the money yeah he throwing up them racks

Grab me by the hips when you hit it from the back

Might make me a mother I might make him a dad

10 toes for him I always got his back

Rolling all these woods all this gas got me smacked