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say it / melr0$e (scrapped) - prodak42117 lyrics

[part i: say it]

[intro: ant clemons]
is it enough for me to say it?
say that i will love you and all?

[chorus: ty dolla $ign]
(is it enough?)
come get a bag with me (bag)
cancel your plans for me (huh)
girl, i will slide for you (slide)
yeah, you’d do the same for me
i pull out the stick (whew, whew)
it’s not the same to me
show me that

[verse 1: ty dolla $ign]
b*tch so fire, just enter that ghost
come on, shop, we doin’ the most
in this room, get you on your toes
put sh*t down, i’m finna reload
s*x so good, she want me to smack her
took my t*shirt, put it on backwards
“is it real?” i asked her
popped a pill, she dancin’
doin’ the splits, all that ass, it got me nervous
way she work it off on me, i think it’s so perfect
dive in ’cause we deeper than the surface
i will buy you anything, that p*ssy worth it
[chorus: ty dolla $ign]
(is it enough?)
come get a bag with me (bag)
cancel your plans for me (huh)
girl, i will slide for you (slide)
yeah, you’d do the same for me
i pull out the stick (whew, whew)
it’s not the same to me
show me that, show me that, show me that (yeah)

[refrain: ty dolla $ign]
it’s not enough for you to say it (say)
you know i need to see it (see)
it’s not enough for you to say it (say)
oh (yeah)

[verse 2: ty dolla $ign]
yeah, i bossed up my b*tch (yeah)
i just put thirty points in my wrist
hey, ballin’ like shaq, no assist (‘sist)
i be feelin’ like time don’t exist (woo)
so much money, this sh*t don’t make sense (sense)
so much money, this sh*t don’t make— (woo)
so much money, i’m sick than a b*tch (b*tch)
i done f*cked up my ho at the ritz (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
n*ggas count up this sh*t, they gon’ drench (drench)
take her shoppin’, she throwin’ a fit (fit)
magic bity, i’m throwin’ the rent (woo)
about you, i’m ready to spin (spin)
i’m tryna be more than friends (more)
baby, you gorgeous
i’m tryna get all up in it (yeah)
let’s go to the back, there by the pole, let’s get t’d up (yeah)
can’t n0body ask me what i’m throwin’, b*tch, i’m b’d up (yeah)
can’t no clearance stop my sh*t from goin’ up, i’m e’d up (woo)
baby, put your feet up, you can wet your seat up
they tryna f*ck my whole release up
switch the whole regime up
say it one more time
say it one more time (oh yeah, ooh)
but for me, yeah, yeah
you know how to read my mind (oh yeah)
[outro: rema, dj swamp izzo & playboi carti]
(tuh, tuh, huh) hit me up now, two keys on the rolls
one lambo truck, one kid for my ho
woah, huh
i’m the only bad man, let me take you to the moon (swamo izzo, schyeah)

[part ii: melr0$e]

[verse: playboi carti]
uh, way too much smoke, i need more ammo
rockstar from the hood, i got a gun and rose
we done took off with a couple hoes, i’m tryna line some more
and i almost took her home, but she started a lot of smoke
uh, everyday i’m just him, everyday she wanna scheme
she wanna borrow my jet, she wanna be on my team
kiss under lighting, though i’m tryna bust her tomorrow
tell her bring the bands to the house, or we can’t go to the mall
i only let god do the judging, so me and ye got to pick them all
got a ratchet, givin’ ’em face, in a room, in a designer hotel
mask cover my flaws, i’m chaotic, dunkin’ out loud
psyched out, back against the wall, h*ll nah, we ain’t f*ckin’ raw
me and blackhaine like a posse, i’m more turnt than ozzy
baby, i’m just like a terrorist, c*ck back, aim at a n*z*
recording on top of my terrace, you better not move my process
the p*ssy tried and got embarrassed, and now the little boy in the hot seat
you better not play n0body, i’m in that bluetooth ’bout my partner
we was just trappin’ in atlanta, now we in the green rooms havin’ lunch (ha)
no matter how rich i get, my young n*ggas still sell sour
she in the house with my sh*t, she better not touch my flowers
[chorus: playboi carti, kanye west & ty dolla $ign]
ooh*ooh*ooh
p*ssy got me back on melrose
eight*inch high stiletto (oh yeah)
ooh*ooh*ooh
she said cut off all my hoes with i can’t let go
she tellin’ me i’m too ghetto (oh yeah)
ooh*ooh*ooh
p*ssy got me back on melrose
eight*inch high stiletto (oh yeah)
ooh*ooh*ooh
she said cut off all my hoes with i can’t let go
she like “dolla $ign, you too ghetto”
ooh*ooh*ooh
p*ssy got me back (ha)
p*ssy got me back (oh yeah, ha, ha)
ooh*ooh*ooh
p*ssy got me back on melrose (p*ss’, ha)
eight*inch high stiletto (oh yeah)

[interlude]
morphine, opium, codeine, ephedrine, protandim
morphine, opium, codeine, ephedrine, protandim
morphine, opium, codeine, ephedrine, protandim
morphine ,opium, codeine, ephedrine, protandim
morphine, opium, codeine, ephedrine, protandim
morphine, opium, codeine, ephedrine, protandim
morphine, opium, codeine, ephedrine, protandim
morphine ,opium, codeine, ephedrine, protandim

[outro: playboi carti & ty dolla $ign]
(p*ss’, yeah)
(p*ss’, ah*ah*ah*ah)
(p*ss’)
ah*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*ah
na*na*na*na*na*na*naa*na*na*na*na*na
ah*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*na*ah
na*na*na*na*na*na*naa*na*na*na*na*na

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