Tiffane Love – My Style

Tiffane Love – My Style Lyrics

Artist: Tiffane Love
Song: My Style

Verse 1
Come on, tiffane on the beat , who f#ckin wit me ( who f#ckin with me?)
I hear they talking down on the chick, like ya girl ain’t really with the sh#t
Yall need to stop with all this chit chatter, cause most of you motherf#ckas dont matter

Got my name all up in the mix, most of these b#tch #ss n#gg#s talking shit. when i step on the
Scene. (uh) man i ain’t gotta say a damn thing, they know what it is, yada, tiff give em the biz
Hook
Tell me why they biting my stylе

(tell me, tell mе, tell me)
Tell me why i make em go wild
(tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me why they biting my style

(tell me , tell me, tell me
Tell me how i make em go wild
(tell me, tell me, tell me aye
Verse 2

I move how i move, i stay laid back
Just chillin, minding my business, but ill light some sh#t up n#gg#, yea uh
And god is my witness. ain’t no time to play with the game, im switching lanes
Everybody know my name, i ain’t the same. i gotta get this paper, yall can keep the change

I been doing this shit. these broads tryna take whats mine. knowing they watching me half
The time, ( straight bitin my style) taking bits and pieces but i eat em up like reeses on the
Mic cause im far from a dyke but like a bike ill ride on yo ass. quit throwin stones when yo
House made of glass, man these muthaf#ckers make me laugh

Hook
Tell me why they biting my style
(tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me why i make em go wild

(tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me why they biting my style
(tell me , tell me, tell me
Tell me how i make em go wild

(tell me, tell me, tell me aye
Verse 3
Me worried?, nah never that, i’m still spittin that heat. i ain’t never left
I keep comin with hits, got yall comin back. everybody know when i touch the mic its a wrap

Cute and petite, thats how i roll, i stay solo keep it solid, dont f#ck with them hoes
Straight thuggin it out, screaming f#ck my foes comin from the west west west westcoast
Who you know doing it better, got my eyes on the prize prayed up suited for battle
Ain’t no turning back, i gotta keep going, got the world on my shoulders, the lord knowing

Fall down two times, get up again. gotta keep my head up, i was meant to win and keep my
Distance from these snakes, man we ain’t friends
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Release Year: 2021