Testo Solid - Ty Dolla $ign feat. Babyface
Testo della canzone Solid (Ty Dolla $ign feat. Babyface), tratta dall'album Free TC (Deluxe Edition)
I got my money up (ooh yeah)
These women all down (down)
As soon as I touch down in they city
Man, they all coming out (yeah, yeah)
They love me in New York (yeah, they do)
And down South (down South)
They know I'm from the Westside
And I stay with the loud (oh, yeah)
Yeah, yeah-yeah (woo)
Big kush, long money (money)
Bad girls, real niggas (niggas) here with me
Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid (I'm solid)
A1 with these girls, you know I'm solid (ayy)
Hunnid with my bros, you know I'm solid (I'm solid)
I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it
Oh, I'm solid (solid)
Everywhere I go, your boy solid
I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it, yeah
Big kush, long money (money)
Bad chicks, real niggas (niggas) here with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Snitching on your homies, that ain't solid (that ain't solid)
Tricking, she ain't yours, that ain't solid (no, no)
She a minor in an Audi
Wouldn't give that ass a dollar (oh, yeah)
She said, "Don't you got a million dollars?" (million dollars)
I told her "Stay up out my pocket" (my pocket)
Stay the eff from 'round me
You can miss me with that false shit
You ain't drop none on this
Big kush, long money (money)
Bad girls, real niggas (niggas) here with me (yeah)
Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid (I'm solid)
A1 with these girls, you know I'm solid (oh)
Hunnid with my bros, you know I'm solid (ayy)
I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it
Oh, I'm solid (solid)
Everywhere I go, your boy solid
I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it, yeah
Big kush, long money (money)
Bad chicks, real niggas (niggas)
I got my money up (money up)
These women all down (down)
And every time I touch down in they city
Man, they all coming out (coming out, coming out)
Aye, they on the way (way)
Yeah, they on the way (way)
When they pull up, we gon' celebrate (hey)
Celebrate (hey), we gon' celebrate
Hey, 'cause today was a good day
Big kush, long money (money)
Bad chicks, real niggas here with me
Everywhere I go, you know I'm solid (oh)
A1 with these girls, you know I'm solid
Hunnid with my bros, you know I'm solid (ayy)
I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it
Oh, I'm solid (I'm solid)
Everywhere I go, your boy solid
I guess you wouldn't know nothing 'bout it
Hello? Hello?
Yeah, what's the deal, what up?
Aye, what up, what up, what up?
Shit, nigga, I been calling you like three days, nigga
Two-three days and shit, you haven't been picking up the phone, what the fuck?
Yeah, man, the homies took off on the police and they got us on lock down
They ran up in a nigga's field, smashed his crib, nigga fell off
Damn, you know I got you, fool
They took your whole shit, though?
Yeah, they took everything, but nigga be straight
You alright, though?
Yeah, I'm whatever, man, I'm doing this album shit right now, man
I miss you, man
I miss you, too, fool, what you on, though?
Man, I'm tryna hop on this album
Hahaha
Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Babyface Edmonds, Glenda Proby, Khristopher Van Riddick Tynes, Tyrone William Griffin Jr.
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