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TAYLOR GIRLZ - SOLVE IT (UNOFFICIAL VIDEO)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Girlz
Taylor Girlz
Performer
Tikeria Taylor
Tikeria Taylor
Performer
Tadaysha Taylor
Tadaysha Taylor
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tikeria Taylor
Tikeria Taylor
Songwriter
Tadaysha Taylor
Tadaysha Taylor
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah (hey, hey, hey) I'm tired of looking like the problem, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Ay, ay, ay, ay You know they say you are what you attract So I try to make sure That I don't attract shit but some racks Hey, God keep putting all these niggas in my life With these problems, don't know what He want me to do Solve 'em But I cannot solve them, I got my own problems So when I leave every time I look like the problem I need a nigga that can eat, eat, eat my problems away 'Cause I don't got the energy, the time of the day I swear that I don't need a nigga All it do is distract me Could have been way further Out here wasting my time, dick chasing When I'm really who he need to chase Running them racks up, taking them straight to chase Nigga lie straight in your face Man you like a virus, stay from me It's too toxic, I can't put my hands on it Gave you the chance to put your name on it Thought we was lovers, now you act like my opponent I told you I don't want it I can't even own it If I ain't mine I don't put my name on it I can't even lie, I used to be like "Ya-ya" 'bout that dick Hope you ready to die Catch a little bitch, not surprised I don't be feeling the vibe Used to be one of them bitches ready to ride I used to be one of them bitches that's ready to ride I put that car in park, now ain't no one to drive You know they say you are what you attract So I try to make sure That I don't attract shit but some racks Hey, God keep putting all these niggas in my life With these problems, don't know what He want me to do Solve 'em But I cannot solve them, I got my own problems So when I leave every time I look like the problem I need a nigga that can eat, eat, eat my problems away 'Cause I don't got the energy, the time of the day But really you the first problem He only do what he gon' do if you allow him And he gon' keep doing it Baby, leave that nigga where you found him And he causing problems You choosing dick over dollars Tha-that don't add up to the commas That don't make no sense Girl, you tripping over nothing, use your common sense And if you dip, that nigga ain't gon flinch He acting like the star player, leave him on the bench You arguing with a nigga that ain't shit He can't provide shit So what's the point of you taking that risk? You know karma is a bitch Put that pain up on your wrist and make it lit Let's get back to that shit that made us rich Hell yeah I know you want a nigga that's gon' ride Put your pain and feeling baby to the side Take it out of park 'cause girl you need to drive You know they say you are what you attract So I try to make sure That I don't attract shit but some racks Hey, God keep putting all these niggas in my life With these problems, don't know what He want me to do Solve 'em But I cannot solve them, I got my own problems So when I leave every time I look like the problem I need a nigga that can eat, eat, eat my problems away 'Cause I don't got the energy, the time of the day
Writer(s): Tikeria Lashay Taylor, Tadaysha Micheleke Taylor, Rashad Von Campbell, Dmarc Dmarc Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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