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Tay Jordan - Too Many Lyrics

[Intro]
Too much shit, yeah
You know who it is, right?
Ha, yeah
Let me talk my shit
Hold up, let me walk my shit
All across the world, it's on tour bus shit
I ain't stepping in the club without all of the clique, like
Let me talk my shit
Slippers on my feet, let me walk my shit
All across the world, it's on tour bus shit
I ain't stepping in the club without all of the clique, like

[Chorus]
Think I'll go one, two, three, four, five
Too many hoes on my dick
Ring-ring, why they all phoning the kid?
I can't stay for the night 'cause you know what it is
I got five, six, seven, eight, nine
There's too many hoes on my dick
Ring-ring, why they all phoning the kid?
I can't stay for the night 'cause you know what it is, likе

[Verse 1]
Why they all wanna pick Tay?
Jheri curl on my head, think I'm Rick Jamеs
I'm a player, give a fuck what a bitch say
She know mine, but I don't know the bitch name
I'm in love with the game like what Mitch say
Bad bitch saying, "Get it how you live, Tay"
Boy greedy, [?] big play
Switch cars, switch clothes, then I switch lanes
[Chorus]
Think I'll go one, two, three, four, five
Too many hoes on my dick
Ring-ring, why they all phoning the kid?
I can't stay for the night 'cause you know what it is
I got five, six, seven, eight, nine
There's too many hoes on my dick
Ring-ring, why they all phoning the kid?
I can't stay for the night 'cause you know what it is, like

[Verse 2]
Think they're mad 'cause I'm feeling myself
No handouts, I'ma get it myself
P-I-M-P, got women as well
'Fore I spend it on you, I'll be killing myself, ooh
This a [?] top shelf
'Fore I ever go broke, I'ma deal it myself
From the ends to the bay, bitches feel him as well
Say you getting money, but I really can't tell
If you broke, just say that
[?] from way back
Since the blue 501s and the black LA hats
I got goons from way back, bitch, [?]
Thick tings in the ends, and if they want it, they'll take that
Bitch, I'm linked in, get to work you ASAP
I don't party, but you'll find your boy with a [?]
Popping off the white, boy, they thought I was Take That
Flavour for your ears 'fore I [?] with Craig Mack
[Chorus]
Think I'll go one, two, three, four, five
Too many hoes on my dick
Ring-ring, why they all phoning the kid?
I can't stay for the night 'cause you know what it is
I got five, six, seven, eight, nine
There's too many hoes on my dick
Ring-ring, why they all phoning the kid?
I can't stay for the night 'cause you know what it is, like