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don't ask me - tay b lyrics

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[intro]
(mia jay c)
huh

[chorus]
keep bringin’ up some bricks, do not ask me
askin, did i hit his b*tch? do not ask me
askin’ where i got my fit, do not ask me
do not ask me, do not ask me
keep askin’ ’bout work, do not ask me
did we put him on a shirt? do not ask me
sh*t, all my n*ggas turnt, do not ask me
do not ask me, do not ask me

[verse 1]
hmm, sh*t, my b*tch so bad, she need her ass beat
your whole stash 50k, i made that last week
them n*ggas i looked up to, they ain’t passed me
it’s just me and glock 30, i be mad deep
i ain’t into frontin’ n*ggas, gotta cash me
i’ll f*ck you all the time if you nasty
ain’t none of her bags cheap, this b*tch fancy
you steady braggin’ ’bout your b*tch and she mad weak
pretty b*tch, slim thick, she got a lil’ body
in the striker, strikin’ sh*t, but i ain’t lil yachty
i’m a real jungle baby like i’m still gotti
f*ckin’ n*ggas’ hoеs, i gotta find another hobby
[chorus]
keep bringin’ up some bricks, do not ask me
askin, did i hit his b*tch? do not ask mе
askin’ where i got my fit, do not ask me
do not ask me, do not ask me
keep askin’ ’bout work, do not ask me
did we put him on a shirt? do not ask me
sh*t, all my n*ggas turnt, do not ask me
do not ask me, do not ask me

[verse 2]
yeah, ricks cost your rent
i’m tired of hittin’ these n*ggas’ hoes, i’m givin’ it up for lent
these hoes think they f*ckin’ with her, i’m turnin’ up my b*tch
wish i could get my time back, i ain’t trippin’ over what i spent
huh, young n*gga, i’m lit
i almost fell for a goofy b*tch, i almost slipped
talk to the plug all the time, i make sure everything get shipped
say your money is gon’ save you, n*gga, do you catch my drift?
hatin’*ass d*ck sucker, let me add you to the list
i worked hard to get to this point, you don’t know how much i risked
you don’t understand how many times i really wanted to quit
i was out here on my own, i had so many n*ggas switch
savin’ every dollar, had to split my profit from the zip, ayy

[chorus]
keep bringin’ up some bricks, do not ask me
askin, did i hit his b*tch? do not ask me
askin’ where i got my fit, do not ask me
do not ask me, do not ask me
keep askin’ ’bout work, do not ask me
did we put him on a shirt? do not ask me
sh*t, all my n*ggas turnt, do not ask me
do not ask me, do not ask me

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