Tae Retro - FusionDance+ lyrics
[Tae Retro - FusionDance+ lyrics]
Sauron damn son, where'd you find this?
Hold on Tae Retro
Kick in through the back
Tell Lil Kavi grab the front door
Shawty on her knees
Throw it back she on the dance floor
Now I'm on the court playing
Defense why you can't score (Bucket)
Hoes that's from the north will give
You dome until they throat sore (Wow)
Young Tae Retro came straight with extensions
Niggas out here mad 'cause the
Sauce is what I'm dripping
Shawty like my style and she
Like just how I'm living
Now she wanna run it up and
Count up all my digit's (Tae Retro)
Tryna take my style swear these
Niggas be so counterfeit
Tried to send shots
But a nigga had to counter it
If I get this money
Guaranteed I'm gonna balance it
Living with your parents tryna
Save up your allowances
Money stacking, niggas out here lacking
Retro really swagging (Tae Retro)
Why you bragging, hoes be what I'm bagging
FedEx with the package (Tae Retro)
Heard your last track
And I swear it had me laughing
Nigga I'm a star
You would think I'm friends with Patrick
It's Kaviar, it's Kaviar, it's Kaviar
I got foreign hoes, foreign clothes
But no foreign car she tryna get with me
(Fuck that bitch)
She tryna get with me (Fuck that bitch)
Fuck a bitch, me and Retro making history
Swear that she she told me
She be like "Kavi come fold me"
She wanted the dick I'll be Moby
With the tool b (Tss tss, tss tss)
All of these bitches they know me
I be all close but not cozy
I bought it from Colby
I swear your shorty all on me
Niggas be joking but they hoes be choking
Got that lil bitch she soaking wet
All of my bitches be heaven-sent
I got money, I got evident
My best friend a dead president
My best friend a dead president (He is)
My best friends a dead president
Lately I've been tryna find a little baby
Hoes treat me like a station
They be tryna play me
I can't fuck with niggas I swear
All of y'all be phonies
I got bros, so I can't say I be by my lonely
I got foes, I got ops tryna be my homies
(Fuck them niggas)
I got niggas hating on me 'cause
They hoes be on me (Fuck them niggas)
And they mad 'cause my
Diamonds wetter than tsunami
Keep a 6, no Atlanta, I be in my zone B'
(Tss tss, tss tss)
Aye
Hold on Tae Retro
Kick in through the back
Tell Lil Kavi grab the front door
Shawty on her knees
Throw it back she on the dance floor
Now I'm on the court playing
Defense why you can't score (Bucket)
Hoes that's from the north will give
You dome until they throat sore (Wow)
Young Tae Retro came straight with extensions
Niggas out here mad 'cause the
Sauce is what I'm dripping
Shawty like my style and she
Like just how I'm living
Now she wanna run it up and
Count up all my digit's (Tae Retro)
Tryna take my style swear these
Niggas be so counterfeit
Tried to send shots
But a nigga had to counter it
If I get this money
Guaranteed I'm gonna balance it
Living with your parents tryna
Save up your allowances
Money stacking, niggas out here lacking
Retro really swagging (Tae Retro)
Why you bragging, hoes be what I'm bagging
FedEx with the package (Tae Retro)
Heard your last track
And I swear it had me laughing
Nigga I'm a star
You would think I'm friends with Patrick
It's Kaviar, it's Kaviar, it's Kaviar
I got foreign hoes, foreign clothes
But no foreign car she tryna get with me
(Fuck that bitch)
She tryna get with me (Fuck that bitch)
Fuck a bitch, me and Retro making history
Swear that she she told me
She be like "Kavi come fold me"
She wanted the dick I'll be Moby
With the tool b (Tss tss, tss tss)
All of these bitches they know me
I be all close but not cozy
I bought it from Colby
I swear your shorty all on me
Niggas be joking but they hoes be choking
Got that lil bitch she soaking wet
All of my bitches be heaven-sent
I got money, I got evident
My best friend a dead president
My best friend a dead president (He is)
My best friends a dead president
Lately I've been tryna find a little baby
Hoes treat me like a station
They be tryna play me
I can't fuck with niggas I swear
All of y'all be phonies
I got bros, so I can't say I be by my lonely
I got foes, I got ops tryna be my homies
(Fuck them niggas)
I got niggas hating on me 'cause
They hoes be on me (Fuck them niggas)
And they mad 'cause my
Diamonds wetter than tsunami
Keep a 6, no Atlanta, I be in my zone B'
(Tss tss, tss tss)
Aye