Letra de Take Off Your Dress - ¥$, Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign

(Feat. Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign)

Slip off your dress, baby, so I can s—

Slip off your dress, baby, so I can see

You just got work done, hit me when church done

This ain't big pharmacy but fuckin' Yeezy got perks, huh?

You do what you want now, like you Lil Uzi Vert or some'

She givin' me FaceTime, even when we in person

I want you dressed up, so I can undress ya

The money ain't small, but we still at the Webster

She got some girlfriends, we fucked on the best one

I got a confession, I'm on another run

(See)

Ooh-wee

Ooh-wee (So I can see)

Ooh-wee

Can see (Ooh-wee, so I can see)

Ooh-wee

Ooh-wee (So I can see)

Ooh-wee, ooh—

Slip off your dress, baby, so I can s—

Slip off your dress, baby, so I can s— (Run it, run it)

Run it back for a real nigga, what?

Push her stomach when I'm all in her gut

Dress her up like a supermodel (Oh)

Speakin' tongues like she touchin' bodies (Ooh)

From the big city, she still got some dreams

Suckin' biggest titties I done ever seen

I'm a dog, told me, "Jump up like a leash"

Made her promises I know I'll never keep

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Ain't got no problem with bougie

But I can't cuff her if that hoe too choosy, nah-nah

You know what she want

She want a nigga to spend all that money to cover the cost (Cover that cost)

She gettin' calls from blocked numbers

Her ex-nigga fumbled, I guess that's his loss (Guess that's his loss)

I might just pick up the next time we fuckin' and tell her to make that shit talk (Talk)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-ooh

(See)

Ooh-wee

Ooh-wee (So I can see)

Ooh-wee

Can see (Ooh-wee, so I can see)

Ooh-wee

Ooh-wee (Ooh-wee, so I can see)

Ooh-wee, ooh—

You know it's your home-girl party

You gotta show up and fuck up the party

You gotta show up and go up the hardest

Throw on that outfit that show off the body

You flew to an island and worked on your body

You strict on the mind, you strict on the diet

Got out that Audi, turned out to a Masi

Professional thottie, make me feel like Gotti

Make me feel like Chapo, I still feel like Pablo

Killin' these bitches like Griselda Blanco

But we on the westside, the gun in the Tahoe

Jesus piece on me, watch out for Diablo

We back outside, and you know that

She got 'em cockin' like Kodak

I'm not that nigga to go out with

P-p-p-p-p-p-pew at your skull cap

Put one in your head like epiphany

My bitch she wanna spend Christmas at Tiffany's so bad

She treat a nigga with no bag

Like I treat a bitch with no titties and no ass, sheesh

(See)

Ooh-wee

Ooh-wee (So I can see)

Ooh-wee

So I can see (Ooh-wee, so I can see)

Ooh-wee

Ooh-wee (Ooh-wee, so I can see)

Ooh-wee, ooh—

Slip off your dress, baby, so I can s—

Slip off your dress, baby, so I can s—

Slip off your dress, baby, so I can s—

Slip off your dress, baby, so I can s—

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