Taylor Girlz - Old Heads

OLD HEADS

TI & DAYSHA
Got me a motherfucking old head
That nigga bout 60
I like that shit right there

CHORUS
He approached me and asked for my name
I don’t fuck with lames, he said baby I am not a lame.
He said fuck with me teach you couple thangs
Pull a couple strings
Put you on and put you in the game
Fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat, fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat, fuck with me

TI
Fuck put me on put me in how long they been friends?
I’m trying to pull off in that new Benz, I ain’t with that drama on my mama commas
What I’m thinking bout, bored bitches always run they mouth
Pockets in a drought, shutup, come and eat me out
I ain’t doing this for clout I’m trying to get rich and get out
& I ain’t with that goofy shit but if you is then bitch I’m out
Come here old head let me see what you really about

CHORUS
He approached me and asked for my name
I don’t fuck with lames, he said baby I am not a lame.
He said fuck with me teach you couple thangs
Pull a couple strings
Put you on and put you in the game
Fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat, fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat, fuck with me

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CHORUS
He approached me and asked for my name
I don’t fuck with lames, he said baby I am not a lame.
He said fuck with me teach you couple thangs
Pull a couple strings
Put you on and put you in the game
Fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat, fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat

DAYSHA
I had ran into this old head
He was connected like some wires
He Had some street cred
Now I know his time was precious he had Rolex
And he wanna spend that bag shit well go head den
He put me in that big Benz
Im done whipped in
Counting back ends
I’m the shit now and back then
You bitches napping I done shot pass you like what happend aint no lackin tell them old heads I want it all aye what’s hannin

CHORUS
He approached me and asked for my name
I don’t fuck with lames, he said baby I am not a lame.
He said fuck with me teach you couple thangs
Pull a couple strings
Put you on and put you in the game
Fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat, fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat, fuck with me

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