Tommy Hilfiger

Lyrics
[Intro] Nastylgia [Verse 1] There's a tornado going on, no front, oh shit Yeah, I'm even drink from my emotions Know you will take no crazy love Yeah, no dragging, I'm trying to see you from heaven's above Forgive me if I'm a fact, you lean back You know I get stressed, you know I don't mean that I really love you, you best believe that But if she could get into me, yeah, just believe that Me and you are like a rollercoaster Every second we're like on and over Then you're on some tubby shit, hitting on my telly Telling me that "I break up, really been gettin heavy" Huh, I guess you usually have some hoes kinky Your [?] Maybe it's time you actually learned, but with you, you never know I'm hate you, hitting on some hope like [Chorus] He's like Tommy, he'll figure it out, he'll firgure it out, boy He's like Tommy, he'll figure it out, he'll firgure it out, boy You're not Tommy, you never figure it out, you never figure it out, boy You're not Tommy, you never figure it out, you never figure it out, boy He's like Tommy, he'll figure it out, he'll firgure it out, boy He's like Tommy, he'll figure it out, he'll firgure it out, boy You're not Tommy, you never figure it out, you never figure it out, boy You're not Tommy, you never figure it out, you never figure it out, boy [Verse 2] Wait, you shot me down, bare time to just hit me Why am I taking all these bullets in my fifty? You're saying small, it's why you couldn't keep it I know your other bullshit, I don't need it Oh shit, you real breed, did you deep it? Instead of Minajing, you were out there Nicking Ugh, imagine me out there side piecing When I know my own shit has been queening But instead, you, I was leaning To the J house, and I was bopping up the scene Not allowing, infatuation Put me in the best up situation But hey, I've learned Hope you have to, now it's your turn But like I said, with you, you never know But, obviously you're out here clinging on to hoes like [Chorus] He's like Tommy, he'll figure it out, he'll firgure it out, boy He's like Tommy, he'll figure it out, he'll firgure it out, boy You're not Tommy, you never figure it out, you never figure it out, boy You're not Tommy, you never figure it out, you never figure it out, boy He's like Tommy, he'll figure it out, he'll firgure it out, boy (He'll figure) He's like Tommy, he'll figure it out, he'll firgure it out, boy (He'll figure) You're not Tommy, you never figure it out, you never figure it out, boy (You never, ever) You're not Tommy, you never figure it out, you never figure it out, boy (Ah) [Outro] Ah, you don't understand when you guys just had an argument and by the way he was, like, going on, he clinging it to what on his side, who that is? [?]
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- Bree Runway