Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tahoe, artist - Babyface Ray. Date of issue: 13.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tahoe |
| 48 hours a day, you know what I mean? |
| Took the vibes up to Tahoe, one on one |
| I’m to the field, I feel like Pablo (One on one) |
| One on one, slap a thousand of them, dry slow (One on one) |
| 12 can’t stop shit, I feel like Ralo (Uh, uh), yeah |
| Real estate in the hill, really I’m just grindin' (Really I’m just) |
| No furniture, just some money counters, niggas pourin' |
| I really can’t complain, life is good, bitch it’s going (I can’t complain) |
| Three hours back, West Coast, they said it’s snowing |
| Get it, then forget it |
| Practice social distance (Practice social distance) |
| I can’t even sleep, Adderalls got me geeked (I'm geeked) |
| Diced pineapples, I just turned that lil' bitch peach (Yeah) |
| Count it, then recount it, I’m just tryna keep it neat (Tryna keep it neat) |
| Bought her for the week |
| Stuffed it in a twenty-ounce, it’s spillin' on my jeans (Saint Laurent) |
| Reckless with the check like that shit falling from the leaves (Whew) |
| A Louis like it’s Power, shit, I’m waiting on that new season |
| Told her you ain’t gotta tease me (Mm-mm) |
| Ain’t did shit, they hatin', I’ma give these boys a reason (Ain't did shit) |
| Once yo' numbers up, then nigga get me on the remix (Come on) |
| Left a bag in Vegas, scooped a bag in Phoenix (Scooped a bag in Phoenix) |
| Left it in the club though, they act like they ain’t seen it |
| Niggas got a lot to say, forget it when they see me (Damn) |
| She rub me the right way, I’ll be that lil' bitch genie (I might) |
| I be headin' down the wrong road for money 'cause I need it (On god) |
| Sacrifice, thinking long term, my vision clear, I see it |
| Put that shit on paper, numbers low, negotiate it (Negotiate it) |
| Don’t wanna take the risk, they know I’m associated (Yeah) |
| LA smoking ghost, lil' boy you will never taste it (You will never taste it) |
| Milkin' for the money and I pray I’m never famous (Uh-un) |
| Ask a lot of questions, damn, who you investigating? |
| (Who you investigating?) |
| Living like I made it, they say I’m the next to make it (I'm the next to make |
| it) |
| Percocets and vitamins, I’m eating turkey bacon |
| Baby bottles different colors and her mama Gerber baby (For real) |
| Running through the— (Running) |
| Running through this shit with my woes |
| Playing by the rules, pay my dues, pay them tolls (Yeah) |
| I come from them back streets, wrist like a strobe |
| Young black nigga in the hood, ooh that’s goals (Bitch) |
| She came in ready to do her thing, now she gone (Yeah) |
| We ain’t gotta act like it’s a secret, girl we grown |
| Why your friend keep tryna mess around and take off her clothes? |
| You know I don’t need this selfish shit, die alone |
| Selfish shit, die alone |
| Selfish shit, die alone |