Tiffany Magnolia

Lyrics for Tiffany Magnolia

Yeah, turn the beat up Yeah-ayy, ayy, turn it up, ayy, 03 Just left, yeah Oh, I just left, Grape I just left Oakland Tell me what you think, did a show In New York did an interview Now we back in the A, ayy Just left New York, still got snow on my shoulders My lil partners might just fuck around and snort them a boulder I be camoed down, I came in with the soldiers Make project music like I came from Magnolia Been around the world, fucked all type of girls All these hoes want is the diamonds and pearls I nickname her Tiffany, shine with my girl Nickname her Tiffany, shine with my girl Pussy make the world go 'round Money make your girl go down She been around the town, yeah We met in the Jordan Downs, yeah First date I got head And I knew she was with it Led her to Grape, oh She suckin' me and this bitch is gifted Still ain't gon' hit it I'm 'bout my riches (halo on top of her head) I'm 'bout my business, ayy Might spoil her, might spoil her, ayy Might spoil her, might spoil her, ayy Her daddy is a baller, 'nother dad is what she called her Facts, yeah Just left New York, still got snow on my shoulders My lil partners them might just go snort them a boulder Stay camoed down, 'cause I came in with soldiers Make project music like I came from Magnolia Yeah-eah-eah-eah, Magnolia This is through your top, not the 'Nolia clap We got through your top, this ain't the 'Nolia clap We got through your top, this ain't the 'Nolia clap Projects like I'm from Magnolia New Juvie, baby I'm Soldier Bitch slim but my bitch still colder She ain't got beat on her phone I got a model at home Alright let me hear it from the top, this shit hard