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Bryson Tiller - Whatever She Wants (Lyrics) Subscribe here: Follow us on Spotify: Stream: ➡️ Join Our Discord: ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: ➥ Follow Bryson Tiller: Subscribe now 🔔 ✗ 📲 Connect with me: ✗ Submit & Contact 🔻 📧: aron@ #BrysonTiller #WhateverSheWants #rap #city 🎵 Lyrics: I'ma take her bougie ass to Rodeo and then let her pick up whatever she want CC, Gucci, hit Bottega, whatever she want She piss me off, somehow she still get whatever she want Talking 'bout her nails, I'm finna nail her ass at home Hit it in the shower, made her tell me where she want (Huh) Like I'm singin' Mase, I made her tell me what she want (Huh, huh) (Huh-huh, huh-huh-huh, wow) [Verse 1] She on a power trip again I know pussy power got me buyin' shit again Friends ain't jackin' me, you must be lyin' to your friends They know I'm a beast, I wake the giants up again (Huh-huh, huh-huh-huh) Shinin' once again Ran it up, I told lil' mama, “Slide in my DMs“ (Huh, uh) Now I'm right back in, oh Locked in Shawty got that dress on so the block is hot again Thick so when I hit sound Flocka adlibs (Baow-baow, baow-baow-baow) Got her ass again Then she got to trippin' over nothin' yet again Got a n***a feelin' like a sucker yet again Close up my emotion then I rush to let her in Hurry up and let her in (Huh) [Chorus] I'ma take her bougie ass to Rodeo and then let her pick up whatever she want CC, Gucci, hit Bottega, whatever she want She piss me off, somehow she still get whatever she want Talking 'bout her nails, I'm finna nail her ass at home Hit it in the shower, made her tell me where she want (Want) Like I'm singin' Mase, I made her tell me what she want (Huh-huh, huh-huh, huh-huh) [Bridge] (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, I) I'm already knowin' (I) She spoiled as a motherfucker Whatever [Verse 2] Huh Spoil her ass again Take her to the dealership, the Porsche, it got a twin, huh Patek got a beam, huh, hold it to the lens Put the ice I bought you on and show it to your friends, huh Shop until we lean, huh Bae, let's make it even (Ayy) She don't hold a damn thing, she spicy like Tajin (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) Ha, yeah, she spicy like Tajin, ayy, look, bae, don't make no sense Spoil her ass again Take her to the dealership the Porsche it got a twin Patek got a beamhold it to the lens Put the ice I bought you on and show it to your friends Shop until we lean huh Bae let’s make It even She don’t hold a damn thing she spicy like Tahjin Yeah spicy like Tahjin aye look bae don’t make no scene im finna [Chorus] I'm finna take her bougie ass to Rodeo and then let her pick up whatever she want CC, Gucci, hit Bottega, whatever she want She piss me off, somehow she still get whatever she want (Uh-huh) Talking 'bout her nails, I'm finna nail her ass at home Hit it in the shower, made her tell me where she want (Huh) Like I'm singin' Mase, I made her tell me what she want (Huh-huh, huh-huh, huh-huh)
