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brat - tay money lyrics

[intro: tay money]
d*mn
paid motherf*ckin’ money
and i’m back in the b*tch, like, what’s up?

[chorus: tay money & mulatto]
i do what i want like a f*cking brat
i do what i want, he gonna give me that
i do what i want, i might give him back
i do, i do (hey, hey, hey), want i want
i do what i want like a f*cking brat
i do what i want, he gonna give me that
i do what i want, i might give him back
i do, i do (hey, hey, hey), want i want (big latto)

[verse 1: tay money]
money long like extensions (duh)
your man in my mentions (ha)
and i put that on period like the end of a sentence (period)
that ass is what he grippin’ (grip)
did i forget to mention? (b*tch)
i him it was bussin’ but they ain’t wanna listen (girl)
i’m extensive, i got my own bag, all i just need your attention (ayy)
brat sh*t, he talkin’, i don’t listen
money flyin’ out the window, i be textin’ him to see more
sweet sixteen in my pink stretch limo
he thinks it’s cute when i get mad, i told him, “chill”
ain’t even my b*day and i made him buy me heels
i’ma throw my a fit if i don’t like my nails
and my hair on fleek, duh, what the f*ck else?
[chorus: tay money]
i do what i want like a f*cking brat
i do what i want, he gonna give me that
i do what i want, i might give it back
i do, i do (hey, hey, hey), want i want
i do what i want like a f*cking brat
i do what i want, he gonna give me that
i do what i want, i might give it back
i do, i do (hey, hey, hey), want i want

[verse 2: mulatto]
i do what i want, got your n*gga number
save this, don’t answer in my phone
i can’t let him trap me, make him put that rubber on
you won’t see me chase a n*gga unless hiss name is dethrone
i can spell big latto in baguettes on my neck
pretty b*tch with a stick like i made a wreck
b*tch, i got my own money, i’m ain’t easily impressed
scary b*tches drop a comment, never drop the address
i ain’t goin’ broke no time soon (soon)
p*ssy wet, typhoon (uh)
show out in the party, i’m the richest b*tch in the room (on god)
five hundred dollar perfume (yeah)
been gettin’ money, nothin’ new
i done touched a million, and i an’t even twenty*two
[chorus: tay money]
i do what i want like a f*cking brat
i do what i want, he gonna give him that
i do what i want, i might give it back
i do, i do (hey, hey, hey), want i want
i do what i want like a f*cking brat
i do what i want, he gonna give him that
i do what i want, i might give it back
i do, i do (hey, hey, hey), want i want

[outro: tay money]
yeah, it’s tay motherf*ckin’ money
your face stuck
ice cold in this b*tch

- tay money lyrics

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