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Tailor Swift

 

Tailor Swift

(album: VALEEDATION - 2023)


White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, get measured in Gucci, bitch, my Taylor Swift
White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, get measured in Gucci, bitch, my Taylor Swift

Like they resurrect Bruce Lee, my flip-flops are kicking
Like I resurrect Bruce Lee, my bitch closet flip and flip ing
Bought a new air thing, now my bitch closet flip
Holographic lines in my paper, hunnid loose leafs
Five phones, but I still dial less, my bitch in Houston
Flying down the street with no manners, my cooper scooching
Like in 1999, might get coupe, rapid, Gucci
In the store, you cannot ball like we do, we do know you fluky
Camouflage, rest on me, Armani, no, just Gucci, Arnie
Can't get in my phone, face recognition, Louis glasses black
Three different grades, BMW, triple gray
Three different days, I been up, it's a triple day
Inside my cup, had looked at blue, kryptonite
I had left the loft in blue, babe, I'm kryptonite
I don't want my Xbox game over, like the flip in Houston
Miami on ocean drive, we hella whooping, we got heat

White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, getting measured in Gucci, bitch, my Taylor Swift
White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, getting measured in Gucci, bitch, my Taylor Swift

3k on Louis t-shirt, I need to see who picked this cotton
Came in this bitch with a peacoat, really a jacket
I spent a p on the coat, came in this bitch in a peacoat
Really felt taxing, I spent a p on the coat
Hop out drop top, catch a beat, never feel catch a beat
When I hop out drop top, paint your teeth, now you gotta catch up teeth
Hoping hop out and come and top me, when I grab my t up
Infield plaza, set Versace sheets, that came home with me
No sleeping when I pull in

Taylor swift
Taylor swift

White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, getting measured in Gucci, bitch, my Taylor Swift

done

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