Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stare, artist - Ty Dolla $ign. Album song Beach House 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 10.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Stare |
| Seein' things isn’t a good enough excuse |
| When you are just sitting right there |
| I know you ain’t just gon' stare |
| Bein' things you never imagined |
| The possibility’s up in the air |
| I know you ain’t just gon' stare |
| Saint Laurent my denim |
| Reckless how I’m livin' |
| Brand new diamond chain |
| Gang, gang, gang, gang |
| Day day 4−0 |
| I might take your hoe |
| When I walk through the door |
| There he go, there he go |
| 911, I bust 'em |
| My bitch just got the custom |
| Foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign |
| We on Crenshaw soarin' |
| New McLaren or DeLorean |
| Move around and go for it |
| She be on all fours |
| You know I be all for it |
| Just got through signin' a deal, uh |
| Just got through poppin' the seal, ayy |
| She on the hunt for a thrill, uh |
| She know that that’s somethin' I can give |
| Dolla don’t want no mo' kids, uh |
| Dolla just want some more Ms, yeah |
| Dolla don’t want no mo' friends |
| Dolla just want some more Ms, yeah |
| Skrrt, skrrt in a Benz, uh |
| Skeet, skeet on her friends, uh |
| I got nines, I got tens, uh |
| I just hit some new twins |
| Just passed on a lick |
| Still got Act' in the fridge |
| Ran it up on the wrist |
| See you lookin' and shit |
| Seein' things isn’t a good enough excuse |
| When you are just sitting right there |
| I know you ain’t just gon' stare |
| Bein' things you never imagined |
| The possibility’s up in the air |
| I know you ain’t just gon' stare |
| Saint Laurent my denim |
| Reckless how I’m livin' |
| Brand new diamond chain |
| Gang, gang, gang, gang |
| Day day 4−0 |
| I might take your hoe |
| When I walk through the door |
| There he go, there he go |
| They got emotions through semen |
| Your thot is suckin', you creamin' |
| 'Cause Dolla hittin' it, gettin' it |
| Get ya outta here, he hittin' it |
| Moves all business, baby |
| I got everything but limits lately |
| I just dabbled in some real estate |
| 24K on my dinner plate |
| Yeah, that’s all gold everything |
| Money over everything |
| Be your best friend, be your zaddy, girl |
| Yeah, I could your everything |
| Get you anything but a wedding ring |
| Pull up in that Medellin |
| That coke white and that’s Off-White |
| Guess the supermodels only fuck twice |
| And if you act right, you could get that Act' right |
| If I fuck you at my crib, then girl, you got that back tight |
| Ay, I’m not them, I’m that guy |
| Spaceships, I’m that high |
| Superfly, I’m that fly |
| So, understand why… pshh |
| Seein' things isn’t a good enough excuse |
| When you are just sitting right there |
| I know you ain’t just gon' stare |
| Bein' things you never imagined |
| The possibility’s up in the air |
| I know you ain’t just gon' stare |
| Keep goin' through your phone |
| Keep stackin' up your dough (woo, woo) |
| Keep ballin', let the money grow |
| Kush smell like venom |
| Keep a eye on the snakes, though |
| Keep a watch full of icicles |
| Lot of hoes, we don’t like niggas |
| All of the shit that I been through, I can’t even explain |
| Smokin' O’s to the brain |
| Gang, gang, gang, gang |
| On the plane with my bad bitch |
| Come to flavors, I got variants |
| Too much luggage, I can’t carry it |
| Lot of money, I might marry it |
| We ain’t stayin' at the Marriott |
| Presidential, that’s my residential |
| Need someone to clean her panties up |
| Smokin' weed soon as your man get up |
| She with me 'cause she a fan of us |
| Young Khalifa on the cannabis |
| And no, I can’t say that I blame her (uh) |
| I’m puttin' KK in the paper (yeah) |
| I’m coppin' a crib with no neighbors (ooh) |
| I’m takin' them pics with my haters (wow) |
| Don’t need you to do me no favors |
| I be on point like a laser (ooh) |
| Don’t think I’m sweet 'cause I’m famous (no) |
| My niggas cockin' and aimin' (damn, wow, bang, brrow) |
| Seein' things isn’t a good enough excuse |
| When you are just sitting right there |
| I know you ain’t just gon' stare |
| Bein' things you never imagined |
| The possibility’s up in the air |
| I know you ain’t just gon' stare |