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6ix9ine – TUTU Lyrics

TUTU By 6ix9ine

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two

You can’t pop like this (Uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (Uh, uh)
Had to tell ’em, “Back-back,” tell ’em get off my dick (Uh, uh)
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (Uh, uh)
Bet you can’t do it like this, no you can’t do it like this

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I’m paid too
Don’t talk to me, I’ll talk to you
If it’s fuck me, then it’s fuck you
Yeah, it’s middle finger, fuck you

Everybody know I got bands on the way
Yes, I make, yes, I make bands every day
Everybody been knew that I’m getting paid
That I’m gettin’, that I’m gettin’, that I’m gettin’ paid

‘Cause you can’t pop like this (Uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (Uh, uh)
Had to tell ’em, “Back-back,” tell ’em get off my dick (Uh, uh)
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (Uh, uh)
Bet you can’t do it like this, no you can’t do it like this

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to (Uhh-uh)
Tote this pistol when I want to (Uhh-uh)
Money dance step, hit the one-two (Uhh-uh)
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I’m paid too (Uhh-uh)
Don’t talk to me, I’ll talk to you (Uhh-uh)
If it’s fuck me, then it’s fuck you (Uhh-uh)
Yeah, it’s middle finger, fuck you (Uhh-uh, uh)

Money coming in, money going out
Rappers coming in, rappers going out
Funny how they tryna take my style
Funny how they tryna break me down
Y’all niggas better watch y’all mouth
Y’all starting to sound like clowns
All these rappers wanna talk that clout
I don’t know what that’s about
They wanna rap like this, they wanna talk like this
They wanna walk like this, they wanna look like this
They wanna be like this, they wanna bop like this
They wanna chart like this, nigga, suck my dick
You can’t do this ’cause you ain’t me
It drives you niggas crazy, it keeps you up at night

‘Cause you can’t pop like this (Uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (Uh, uh)
Had to tell ’em, “Back-back,” tell ’em get off my dick (Uh, uh)
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (Uh, uh)
Bet you can’t do it like this, no you can’t do it like this

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I’m paid too (Hoo)
Don’t talk to me, I’ll talk to you (Oh-woah)
If it’s fuck me, then it’s fuck you (Oh-woah)
Yeah, it’s middle finger, fuck you (Yeah)