Ty Dolla $ign – SAY IT (MP3 Download)

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SAY IT is a song by the talented musical artist, Ty Dolla $ign and it’s available for your free mp3 download here.

This musical project was one of the track on Ty Dolla $ign’s studio project titled ‘TYCOON’.

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Ty Dolla $ign – SAY IT Lyrics

[Intro]
Is it enough for me to say it?
To say that I will never leave you now?
(Is it enough?)

[Chorus]
Come get a bag with me (Hey)
Cancel your plans for me
Girl, I will slide for you (Slide)
Yeah, you'd do the same for me
I pull out the stick (Phew, phew)
It's not the same to me
Show me that

[Verse 1]
It's a vibe, just get in that Ghost
Gone new shoppin', doin' the most
In this trunk, get lit with them toes
Push you down, I'm finna reload
Sex so good, she want me to smack her
Took my T-shirt, put it on backwards
"Is it real?" I asked her
Popped a pill, she dancin'
On the Sprinter, throw that ass, it got me nervous
Way she makin' love on me, I think it's so perfect
Dialed in with a demon in the surface
I'll buy you anything, that py worth it

[Chorus]
(Is it enough?)
Come get it back with me (Hey)
Cancel your plans for me
Girl, I will slide for you (Slide)
Yeah, you'd do the same for me
I pull out the stick (Phew, phew)
It's not the same to me
Show me that, show me that, show me that

[Refrain]
It's not enough for you to say it
You know I need to see it
It's not enough for you to say it
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I bussed up my bitch (Yeah)
I just put thirty points on my wrist
Hey, ballin' like Shaq, no assist (Yeah)
I be feelin' like y'all don't exist
So much money, this shit don't make sense
So much money, this shit don't make— (Woo)
So much money, I'm sick and demented (Yeah)
Had to fock on my ho at the BRITs (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Niggas count up that shit, they gon' drench
Take her shoppin', she throwin' a fit
Make a video, throw in her rent
I know I'm tryna be ready to spin
I'm tryna be more than friends
Baby, you're gorgeous
My shawty geeked off the meds
Let's go to the back, there by the pole and let's get T'd up
Can't nobody ask me what I'm throwin', bitch, I'm B'd up
Can't no clearance stop my shit from going up my lean cup
Bad bih', put your feet up
You can let your seat up
They tryna fuck my [?]
She still on regime