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DJ Tiff Money - National Holiday Lyrics



DJ Tiff Money - National Holiday Lyrics
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Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye
Its TiffMoney Honey
See I woke this morning with an itch in my hand
So that mean one thing man I gotta get these bands
Couple fine a** girls that I like to call my friends
But today I call dime bags because they weight in
See I get to the check, no days off no mattress
Only time I close my eyes is to pray and thats it
Im Chicago til I die in a the city sky high
Great views better vibes man I swear I can not lie
Front my move I could never
People change like the weather said they was gon ride
But look around I knew better
Moving on to the next just checked my phone and got that text
That b**** said Happy Birthday Tiff no need to eva stress
Im losing patience less and less
Meaning I need it now can't be depressed
Switchin up the flow I did it big, now I'm in my glo
Im here to let these ni**** know that I aint f***in around no mo
Period B****
Huh
Cause its litty in the city bad b**** wit tig'ole bitties
And she finna shake that a** she drop it low down from the ceilin
B****es bussin, n****** lustin got my gang they like my cousins
And today a national holiday that why my phone keep buzzin
21 candles sitting on my f***in cake
August 31st hell yea thats the date, anything I do is superb and its great
Let that n**** know he can swim in this lake
Sike that n**** took the bait
B****
And you past due b****
Ooo you supa late
You need a tardy slip or you can hop up on yo skates
Im the baddest b**** that s*** is not up for debate
Hmmmm and that why these b****es hate
Im counting up my money eating lobster wit that steak
Meanwhile her a** is getting money with that rake
I do it every day I told that b**** make it shake
Fake b****es steady trying to eat up off my plate
Hsss Hsss B**** I know that yo a** is a snake
I only got one option and that s*** is to be great
August 31st hell yea thats the date
Cause its litty in the city bad b**** wit tig'ole bitties
And she finna shake that a** she drop it low down from the ceilin
B****es bussin, n****** lustin got my gang they like my cousins
And today a national holiday that why my phone keep buzzin
Cause its litty in the city bad b**** wit tig'ole bitties
And she finna shake that a** she drop it low down from the ceilin
B****es bussin, n****** lustin got my gang they like my cousins
And today a national holiday that why my phone keep buzzin
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Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye
Its TiffMoney Honey
See I woke this morning with an itch in my hand
So that mean one thing man I gotta get these bands
Couple fine a** girls that I like to call my friends
But today I call dime bags because they weight in
See I get to the check, no days off no mattress
Only time I close my eyes is to pray and thats it
Im Chicago til I die in a the city sky high
Great views better vibes man I swear I can not lie
Front my move I could never
People change like the weather said they was gon ride
But look around I knew better
Moving on to the next just checked my phone and got that text
That b**** said Happy Birthday Tiff no need to eva stress
Im losing patience less and less
Meaning I need it now can't be depressed
Switchin up the flow I did it big, now I'm in my glo
Im here to let these ni**** know that I aint f***in around no mo
Period B****
Huh
Cause its litty in the city bad b**** wit tig'ole bitties
And she finna shake that a** she drop it low down from the ceilin
B****es bussin, n****** lustin got my gang they like my cousins
And today a national holiday that why my phone keep buzzin
21 candles sitting on my f***in cake
August 31st hell yea thats the date, anything I do is superb and its great
Let that n**** know he can swim in this lake
Sike that n**** took the bait
B****
And you past due b****
Ooo you supa late
You need a tardy slip or you can hop up on yo skates
Im the baddest b**** that s*** is not up for debate
Hmmmm and that why these b****es hate
Im counting up my money eating lobster wit that steak
Meanwhile her a** is getting money with that rake
I do it every day I told that b**** make it shake
Fake b****es steady trying to eat up off my plate
Hsss Hsss B**** I know that yo a** is a snake
I only got one option and that s*** is to be great
August 31st hell yea thats the date
Cause its litty in the city bad b**** wit tig'ole bitties
And she finna shake that a** she drop it low down from the ceilin
B****es bussin, n****** lustin got my gang they like my cousins
And today a national holiday that why my phone keep buzzin
Cause its litty in the city bad b**** wit tig'ole bitties
And she finna shake that a** she drop it low down from the ceilin
B****es bussin, n****** lustin got my gang they like my cousins
And today a national holiday that why my phone keep buzzin
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Writer: Tiffany Tucker
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DJ Tiff Money - National Holiday Video
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Performed By: DJ Tiff Money
Length: 2:48
Written by: Tiffany Tucker

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