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letra de number 1 fan - tyeru

verse 1-

okay i met you at the party, n-ggas wanna hit that
zans in my pants, do you wanna kiss that
so you about that action, you ain’t bout the chitchat
im talking breaking n-ggas neck like a kitkat
i see you close to ya squad like a wolf in its pack
call me tyeru girl i stay with some racks
me and my partners, nah, we never slack
i heard you a stoner, im the plug with the sacks
young rich n-gga on the curb with them birds
never let a hater say sh-t, not a word
i got a bad liver, double cup full of syrup
forgiotos on my f-ckin foreign, make it “skrrt”
golds in my chain, golds in my ring
hypeman in the back screaming, “money ain’t a thang”
all these n-ggas zombies, they just want ya for ya brain
chill with ya n-gga, get a piece of this fame yea

hook-

baby grab a sweater, its gone be cold tonight
baby i can take yo -ss on that superride
you looking like you wanna get to know a guy
i know you know who i am
you know i know this yo jam
girl i know you my number 1 fan

verse 2-

baby i don’t mind taking pictures with ya, girl its just us two
you say you wanna be famous
hold on baby, i don’t even know what ya name is
but i love how you rocking them jordans
i ain’t even gone flex, girl, im all in ya orbit
bae you really got me feeling important
my b-tch on some other sh-t, im feeling like norbit
i wanna chill sometime, baby can you make it happen
you a goofy lil jitt, swear to god, you had me laughing
yea you say you been f-cked over, yea that’s tragic
let me take you to my spot and show you a lil magic
lets keep this between me and you
no dej loaf, its just me hennessy and you
okay i got you in the room
finna show you why they kall me tyeru yea

(breakdown)

i know for a fact that you my number 1 fan
baby i can’t help, look what you did
i want you, now i want you, yeeaah

- tyeru

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