Tay Keith Type idontknowjeffery

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[Intro]
Night Owl nigga
The night is still young, Memphis, Ten. shit
You already know how I'm gonna come on this shit
Real player shit, uh
[Verse 1]
Playin' with hoes, iPhone X on airplane mode (leggo)
Damn he bold, pullin' all these hoes, all y'all get towed (leggo)
Penny hoes, in my room with the [?]
Neva' went gold (uh), me and my bitch don't never get cold
Me and my thot don't never get hot (uh), [?] shit I don't ever get caught (uh)
Hoes ain't squat, connecting these dots (connecting these dots, leggo)
E'ery last hoe that you seen me with (uh), yeen gotta ask, best believe I hit (uh)
Truth be told I don't need that bitch, I'mma break that hoe, I'mma bleed that bitch (uh)
[Interlude]
Huh, yeah, yessir
[Verse 2]
Niggas want be to blow up, one sec, nigga, hold up
Doc. Jeff I'm drunk tryna' throw up, nigga just puked and he poured more up
Sent them all wet, fuckn nigga so what, Idontknowjeff but these hoes know us
Bitch wanna' talk, whatchu' wanna' discuss, real big bucks (for what)
Throwin' on a real big slut, at the strip club and my pants ain't even zipped up
Sick fuck tryna' get my dick sucked, gave her the hiccups, hah, I'mma fix her (uh)
Standin' outside, finna get picked up by a real bad bitch and her big sister
I can make a rich hoe a little richer, young ass nigga better say mista' (uh)