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#polygamy Lyrics
[Hook: WordPlay T.JAY]
All my people love it. How are they this into me?
Hmm--Cause its probably where I'm finna be
That boy on stage that the bad girls came to see
--Call it pound polygamy
Yeah, if is where you wanna be
Girl grab ya girlfriend and then follow me x2
[Verse 1: WordPlay T.JAY]
Girl you know u baaaaad, uh where you sheep at
I mean sleep at, thought it when I peeped that
You can tweet that, got like 14 bars
Lets grab a drank cause I know you parched
TeamOTM and you know I start
Me and a couple of my niggas bout to go real far
You can be my queen if you play your cards
I'm talking about diamonds for the queen of my heart
But back to the subject hanging like a mullet
Taking things over the top like a muffin
All the temptation is sort of like I'm Ruffin
If you see that man whack then gone and Beebe Bluff him
Where his money at? Faking on his dummy act
Empty out my pockets & I'll show you where the mummies at
People used to think I was on my Doug Funny act
Now I got chips to get out where its sunny at
All my people love it. How are they this into me?
Hmm--Cause its probably where I'm finna be
That boy on stage that the bad girls came to see
--Call it pound polygamy
Yeah, if is where you wanna be
Girl grab ya girlfriend and then follow me x2
[Verse 1: WordPlay T.JAY]
Girl you know u baaaaad, uh where you sheep at
I mean sleep at, thought it when I peeped that
You can tweet that, got like 14 bars
Lets grab a drank cause I know you parched
TeamOTM and you know I start
Me and a couple of my niggas bout to go real far
You can be my queen if you play your cards
I'm talking about diamonds for the queen of my heart
But back to the subject hanging like a mullet
Taking things over the top like a muffin
All the temptation is sort of like I'm Ruffin
If you see that man whack then gone and Beebe Bluff him
Where his money at? Faking on his dummy act
Empty out my pockets & I'll show you where the mummies at
People used to think I was on my Doug Funny act
Now I got chips to get out where its sunny at
[Verse2]
To the second verse, skilled with no rehearse
I kill tracks--usually with no rebirth
Serial the truth and murder within the loops
That’s a God given talent, asking what would T.Jay do
Seeing I’m the truth from Cal to Atlanta fool
And I'm rare like a couple white girls with booty too
When it comes to hits trust me I make a few
This time around I'm giving you something new
Coming clever with a new style, move it like a luau
Watching me blow up, tick tock, BOOYOW
On my future shit must be on the lookout
Euros--My Niggas--Twitter--Few pounds
Don't think I write enough, check the record
I can’t hear the hate its pardon that I beckon
Get out the way I continue with the wrecking
Put my chess up, you play them checkers
[Verse 3]
Y’all be over there & over here we fresh to death x3
We needing much more cause we’re taking nothing less
Naw it ain’t over coming back like Jehovah
Looking at my loose leaf I'm about to turn it over
Put it on the mic then perform it at my shows
Like the fastest chick at school everybody yelling “HO”!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 Aiight!
So many fans I'm about to be alright
First outer space yeah I'm Russian with my fly
Watch my highlights and man I'm super bright
We’re working we ain’t feeling what you want to be
This is spring & summer rap watching all the greenery
I hope they feeling you--I know they’re feeling me
Cause all my people down to ride pound polygamy
To the second verse, skilled with no rehearse
I kill tracks--usually with no rebirth
Serial the truth and murder within the loops
That’s a God given talent, asking what would T.Jay do
Seeing I’m the truth from Cal to Atlanta fool
And I'm rare like a couple white girls with booty too
When it comes to hits trust me I make a few
This time around I'm giving you something new
Coming clever with a new style, move it like a luau
Watching me blow up, tick tock, BOOYOW
On my future shit must be on the lookout
Euros--My Niggas--Twitter--Few pounds
Don't think I write enough, check the record
I can’t hear the hate its pardon that I beckon
Get out the way I continue with the wrecking
Put my chess up, you play them checkers
[Verse 3]
Y’all be over there & over here we fresh to death x3
We needing much more cause we’re taking nothing less
Naw it ain’t over coming back like Jehovah
Looking at my loose leaf I'm about to turn it over
Put it on the mic then perform it at my shows
Like the fastest chick at school everybody yelling “HO”!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 Aiight!
So many fans I'm about to be alright
First outer space yeah I'm Russian with my fly
Watch my highlights and man I'm super bright
We’re working we ain’t feeling what you want to be
This is spring & summer rap watching all the greenery
I hope they feeling you--I know they’re feeling me
Cause all my people down to ride pound polygamy
[Hook]
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