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Ty Dolla Ign – Spicy Lyrics

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Damn, James
Dolla ign, Dolla ign

Who tryna, who tryna go? Go
Who gon drop it down like theres money on the floor?
Who tryna, who tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their homegirl and run it?
She my spicy lil mama, she let me bust her piata
I buy her all the designer, but shes still leavin tomorrow, ayy

Who tryna, who tryna go?
Who n- hope that she dont?
Who tryna slide for the night?
Who tryna wife her? Not I
Know my name, say my name
Yellow diamonds on my chain, lemonade
I can never be your main, but tell your man
You gon have to call him back another time

Girl, lets get high and vibe
Go up, get loud
Get right here and now
Yeah, tell me

Who tryna, who tryna go? Go
Who gon drop it down like theres money on the floor?
Who tryna, who tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their homegirl and run it?
She my spicy lil mama, she let me bust her piata
I buy her all the designer, but shes still leavin tomorrow, ayy

She tryna pull my pants down
I was lightin up a stoge on my break time
Told her, Babe, I got a meetin over FaceTime
She dont care, my lil mama never waste time ooh

Gotta catch a flight real quick
Took a X- on the plane and the f- lipstick
She look at me and laugh, give a f- what I think
And she badsh-, she a crazy, but I like her like this, yeah

Shawty so bad, man, shawty so cold
Wanna go out, 25 years old
Met her in the club, they were playin Psycho
Now we match APs and they all rose-gold
And we both can agree
Ooh, she wilder than me

Yeah, tell me who tryna, who tryna go? Go
Who gon drop it down like theres money on the floor?
Who tryna, who tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their homegirl and run it?
She my spicy lil mama, she let me bust her piata
I buy her all the designer, but shes still leavin tomorrow, ayy

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