"Tailor Swift" lyrics
Valee & MVW Lyrics
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 kickin'
Like I resurrect Bruce Lee, my bitch closet flip and flip in'
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
Flyin' down the street with no manners, my cooper scoochin'
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 whoopin', we got heat
White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, gettin' measured in Gucci, bitch, my Taylor Swift
White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, gettin' 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 taxin', 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
Hopin' hop out and come and top me, when I grab my t up
Infield plaza, set Versace sheets, that came home with me
No sleepin' when I pull in
Taylor swift
Taylor swift
White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, gettin' measured in Gucci, bitch, my 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 kickin'
Like I resurrect Bruce Lee, my bitch closet flip and flip in'
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
Flyin' down the street with no manners, my cooper scoochin'
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 whoopin', we got heat
White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, gettin' measured in Gucci, bitch, my Taylor Swift
White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, gettin' 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 taxin', 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
Hopin' hop out and come and top me, when I grab my t up
Infield plaza, set Versace sheets, that came home with me
No sleepin' when I pull in
Taylor swift
Taylor swift
White Gucci pants in color, Taylor Swift
Yeah, gettin' measured in Gucci, bitch, my Taylor Swift
