DJ Drama - T.Y.A lyrics

[Verse 1] Girl you need to get your money back You've been had, I hope you got a warranty Cause I been walking 'round with money bags In my bag shorty gonna roll with me Girl you need to get your money back You've been had, I hope you got a warranty Cause I been walking 'round with money bags In my bag shorty gonna roll with me Go slow promise I can make you beg for more Put that thing on repeat So holla holla if you with me Got dollar dollars if you with me, yeah [Pre-Chrous] Imagine taking trips to Paris, anything that you want girl I'll get it You got a banging body anything you wear is s**y baby, lady Oooh, I wanna kiss you between your thighs And when I'm licking and I'm touching super bad McLovin, time to go night night bed time [Chorus] Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles Hands touch your, hands touch your Make it clap for me Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles Hands touch your ankles, hands Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles, ankles [Verse 2] Hey mama can you give it to me now? Cause I can tell you can really give it to me now Come on girl get loose with me now Show me something I ain't never seen, baby Break it on down for me get it get it girl Don't stop right now all I wanna see is you On top top, on top On top top, on top [Pre-Chrous] Imagine taking trips to Paris, anything that you want girl I'll get it You got a banging body anything you wear is s**y baby, lady Oooh, I wanna kiss you between your thighs And when I'm licking and I'm touching super bad McLovin, time to go night night bed time [Chorus] Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles Hands touch your, hands touch your Make it clap for me Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles Hands touch your ankles, hands Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles, ankles [Verse 3] Yeah flow sick I need a motherf**ing ambulance Big knot so my jeans look like hammer pants Get on the floor lil mama I'mma make ya dance Hands on ya ankles, three point stance 6 inch heels, are those Balenciagas? Gimme that poker face, ha Lady Gaga I'm like Sesame Street gotta eat cookie monster Girl I can put it on ya, eat it la la la bamba Nah let me chill low, just like my chain is 150 stacks now my j**eler famous, haha, don't I make it look easy? Coolest n***a in this spot that's why they call me Breezy [Chorus] Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles Hands touch your, hands touch your Make it clap for me Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles Hands touch your ankles, hands Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles, ankles