Milli Vanilli Baby Tate

Tate!

Verse1:
Bitch, you silly
You fake, Milli Vanilli
You stank, like you breaking wind
I rock, wind breakers when it’s chilly
If I’m on top, than I’m in Philly
My nigga thorough, i kno they feel me
Thats not my borrow, that’s not my city
So I got a deli, pull up and let’s get litty
He think I’m pretty, I think I’m bored, I heard that before
Tell me how much can you give me, you kno I need more
Ima needy bitch, greedy bitch, better please me bitch
It’s so much on my plate but you kno ima eat it bitch
I’m hungry like ????
Try to keep up with my temp
I flip it over like pillows
They say they fuck wit me than i say ditto
You said you was tired i did not get the memo
Money on top that’s my memo
I am a model, look like a model
Smoking on gas when I drink out the bottle


Hook:
They Faker than Milli Vanilli
Faker than Milli Vanilli
Bitches be faker than Milli Vanilli
They Faker than Milli Vanilli
Faker than Milli Vanilli
Bitches be faker than Milli Vanilli
They Faker than Milli Vanilli
Faker than Milli Vanilli
Bitches be faker than Milli Vanilli
They Faker than Milli Vanilli
Faker than Milli Vanilli
Bitches be faker than Milli Vanilli