paroles de chanson 2 Fine - Ty Dolla $ign , T-Pain
Oh
yeah
Yeah
Oh,
yeah
Man
I
got
a
problem
with
my
baby
She
too
fine
everytime
I
see
my
Baby
like
oooh,
oh
yea),
oooh,
oh
yeah
Ooooh,
oh
yeah,
oooh,
oh
yeah
Everytime
my
bitch
comin'
out
the
bathroom
Butt
naked
'round
the
house
God
that
ass
lookin'
oooh,
oh
yeah,
oooh,
oh
yeah
Ay
Have
you
ever
seen
an
ass
that'll
make
you
Put
you
dick
up
on
the
cake
like
a
baker,
God
damn
She
got
it,
rock
it
now
shock
it
like
a
taser
And
she
my
girl
but
I
still
wanna
pay
her
like
oooh
Tip
it
like
a
waiter
'cause
ain't
no
Other
bitches
servin'
nothin'
greater
Coulda,
shoulda,
woulda
bout
to
get
up
in
that
coota
Put
her
on
a
pedastal,
She
might
just
take
your
bitch
to
school,
and
oooh
Baby
let's
get
it
on
Them
other
niggas
had
it
but
they
did
it
wrong
I
be
on
the
same
shit
that
Diddy
on
She
suck
that
dick
good
she
gon'
get
a
home,
Ooooh
Put
a
whole
fuckin'
bag
in
her
bag
She
don't
hit
the
club
'til
she
secure
the
bag
Now
them
lame
niggas
seeing
what
they
coulda
had
But
that
ain't
my
problem
But
I
got
a
problem
with
my
baby,
right
She
too
fine
everytime
I
see
my
Baby
like
ooooh,
oh
yeah,
ooooh,
oh
yeah
Everytime
my
bitch
comin'
out
the
bathroom
Butt
naked
'round
the
house
God
that
ass
lookin'
ooooh,
oh
yeah,
oooh,
oh
yeah
Ay
Have
you
ever
seen
an
ass
that'll
make
you
Put
you
dick
up
on
the
cake
like
a
baker,
like
ooooh
Now
she
rocking,
shock
it
like
a
taser
And
she
my
girl
but
I
still
wanna
pay
Her
like
ooh,
oh
yeah,
oooh
How
did
you
know?
Bitch
how
did
you
know?
How
low,
low
can
you
go?
Just
hold
on
for
the
sho,
Oooh
Got
that
booty
bouncin'
on
the
floor
How
low,
low
can
you
go?
Just
hold
on
for
the
show,
Oooh
Oooh,
it's
lit,
ooooh,
it's
lit,
ooooh,
it's
lit,
oooh,
it's
lit
Oooh,
it's
lit,
ooooh,
it's
lit,
oooh,
it's
lit,
oooh,
it's
lit
Ah,
yeah
Shawty
got
a
vibe,
shawty
got
a
vibe
My
shawty
gasssed
up
Kickin'
off
a
Phantom
Coupe
ain't
got
no
roof,
coupe
ain't
got
no
roof
Smoking
and
riding
My
bitch
like
to
ride
it
Shawty
too
lit.
keep
it
yay
lit
She
my
favorite,
yeah,
yeah
We
gon'
blow
the
ounce
She
gon'
make
it
bounce
Sexin'
on
the
couch,
Yeah,
yeah
Hit
it
from
the
front,
Hit
it
from
the
side,
hit
it
from
the
bike,
Yeah,
yeah
I've
been
in
the
cut,
we
been
layed
up,
shawty
bad
as
fuck
But
I
got
a
problem
with
my
baby
She
too
fine
everytime
I
see
my
Baby
like
ooooh
(oh
yeah),
ooooh
(oh
yeah)
Everytime
my
bitch
comin'
out
the
bathroom
Butt
naked
'round
the
house
God
that
ass
lookin'
oooh
(oh
yeah),
ooooh
(oh
yeah)
Have
you
ever
seen
an
ass
that'll
make
you
Put
you
dick
up
on
the
cake
like
a
baker,
like
Ooooh
She
got
it,
rock
it
now
shock
it
like
a
taser
And
she
my
girl
but
I
still
wanna
pay
Her
like
ooooh
(oh
yeah),
ooooh
(oh
yeah)
How
did
you
know?
Bitch
how
did
you
know?
How
low,
low
can
you
go?
Just
hold
on
for
the
sho,
Oooh
Got
that
booty
bouncin'
on
the
floor
How
low,
low
can
you
go?
Just
hold
on
for
the
show,
Oooh
Oooh,
it's
lit,
ooooh,
it's
lit,
ooooh,
it's
lit,
oooh,
it's
lit
Oooh,
it's
lit,
ooooh,
it's
lit,
oooh,
it's
lit,
oooh,
it's
lit
I'mma
prop
that
ass
up
on
the
table
Bust
it
open
'cause
I
can
and
I'm
able
and
When
I'm
done
she
gon'
swear
she
disabled
So
buy
some
footage
like
it's
airing
on
Cable
Like
Oooooooh,
Jose
Cuervo
She
wanna
fuck
on
top
of
my
paper
Yeah,
you
know
I
got
her
squirting
She
trying
to
dry
that
pussy
on
me,
trying
to
hurt
me
like
Ooooh
baby,
get
in
there
I
walked
right
into
heaven
when
i'm
up
in
there
Put
a
plate
down
on
that
pussy,
that's
my
dinner
there
Thought
I
toid
you
baby
all
I
do
is
winning
now
Put
a
whole
fuckin'
bag
in
her
bag
She
don't
hit
the
club
'til
she
secure
the
bag
Now
them
lame
niggas
seeing
what
they
coulda
had
But
that
ain't
my
problem
But
I
got
a
problem
with
my
baby
She
too
fine
everytime
I
see
my
Baby
like
ooooh
(oh
yeah),
ooooh
(oh
yeah)
Everytime
my
bitch
comin'
out
the
bathroom
Butt
naked
'round
the
house
God
that
ass
lookin'
oooh
(oh
yeah),
ooooh
(oh
yeah)
Have
you
ever
seen
an
ass
that'll
make
you
Put
you
dick
up
on
the
cake
like
a
baker,
like
Ooooh
She
got
it,
rock
it
now
shock
it
like
a
taser
And
she
my
girl
but
I
still
wanna
pay
Her
like
ooooh
(oh
yeah),
ooooh
(oh
yeah)
How
did
you
know?
Bitch
how
did
you
know?
How
low,
low
can
you
go?
Just
hold
on
for
the
sho,
Oooh
Got
that
booty
bouncin'
on
the
floor
How
low,
low
can
you
go?
Just
hold
on
for
the
show,
Oooh
Oooh,
it's
lit,
ooooh,
it's
lit,
ooooh,
it's
lit,
oooh,
it's
lit
Oooh,
it's
lit,
ooooh,
it's
lit,
oooh,
it's
lit,
oooh,
it's
lit
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2 That Comeback
3 2 Fine
4 Goal Line
5 Cee Cee From DC
6 Your Friend
7 She Needed Me
8 I Told My Girl
9 May I
10 Textin' My Ex
11 Pu$$y on the Phone
12 No Rush
13 That's How It Go
14 Straight
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16 Who Died
17 No Rush
18 Pu$$y on the Phone
19 Textin' My Ex
20 Your Friend
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