Yung Shalack - Taylor Swift Lyrics

I call her Taylor Swift hop up on the stage, she doin' karaoke
I think she barely know me, this a brand new love story
Hey miss, do you get naughty, do you like Bacardi
I might turn my f*ckin' house into the after party
She singin' love songs up on the stage like they for me
And I got what you want, baby, I could pay the fee
And I know one thing, she ain't comin' for free
But I just want her, do whatever just to please

Hurry, hurry, please, baby, meet me at the telly
I'ma give you good dick, right up in your belly
I'ma beat it up, I'ma leave the room smelly
Yeah, I f*ck with her, she wan' spend all of my money
I took her to the mall, I tell her, buy it all
I'ma buy you everything, baby, cause I ball
I'ma give you long dick, but I'm not really that tall
I can't f*ck with my old girl, cause her pockets be small
Yeah, I get money, it's gettin' her wet
I swear to God, might make you my bitch
Not just sayin' that cause I'm lit
You type of girl might have my kids
I like when she singin' T-Swift
I told myself, never love again
Not after what that lil' bitch did
Not after what that bitch did
I'm ignoring her message
I got me a brand new lil' miss
And I kinda like her bitches
And me and her run up digits
She really 'bout her business
If she wanna party, I'm in
She sippin' on Vodka, no gin

I call her Taylor Swift hop up on the stage, she doin' karaoke
I think she barely know me, this a brand new love story
Hey miss, do you get naughty, do you like Bacardi
I might turn my f*ckin' house into the after party
She singin' love songs up on the stage like they for me
And I got what you want, baby, I could pay the fee
And I know one thing, she ain't comin' for free
But I just want her, do whatever just to please