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TLC Songtext
von Digga D

TLC Songtext

Yo, look, yo, yo

I don′t give a Toseina, I'll pour a whole half-set in the litre
Bells in my cup, bells in my nina
I can′t talk right now, I fill lean up
She said I'm lyin' and called me a cheater (called me a what?)
If I′m an animal, I ain′t a cat
I am an ape, Ceaser
I ain't a follower, I am a leader, leader (woi, woi)

She don′t trust me, that's fuckery, but, I don′t trust me either (either)
She wants tequila shots and shisha, sixteen shots in my 9mm (bah-bah)
I saw a brownin' lookin′ like -, Eva
God loves a trier, she's a believer
Christian girls, they're always a keeper, keeper

She wanna ride, no CBT, I ain′t jokin′, stop with the, "Ke-ke-ke" (ke-ke-ke)
Told her repeatedly, if you sleep with me, can you keep it a secret, please?
I can't wear grey tracksuits on stage, I′m Jamaican, I got a BBC
I'll never drop a cross, are you lost? (Are you dumb?)
Save them, Jesus, please (Jesus, please)


I need some TLC, I′m drained (drained)
I need some brain, I need a first-class seat on a plane
I want to go some place where nobody knows my face (face), or name (or name)
I know it's insane (insane)
I′m grateful, but I'm kinda tired of fame

I need some TLC, I'm drained (drained)
I need some brain, I need a first-class seat on a plane
I want to go some place where nobody knows my face (face), or name (or name)
I know it′s insane (insane)
I′m grateful, but I'm kinda tired of fame

Hear these kids chattin′ about rizz
That's what I use when I rollup
That′s what I use when I rollup
Walk in a crib like Mizz (hello, world)
I got a young G with a head madder than his (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Use his niz, go home and make TikTok vids (TikTok vids)

Hear these old heads with no bread, chattin' ′bout "Back in the day"
This ain't back in the day, so I'm grabbin′ my gauge (boop-boop)
Pulled up slappin′ it bait, take away H, you ate, they hate
Came first, left late, aim, burst, let's skate (skrrt, skrrt)
You know me and my devilish ways
My spinner got six, my Glock got— (bah, bah)


I need some tender loving care (care)
I think I deserve it, all of the work that I′ve put in for years
I shed blood, sweat, and tears (tears)
I need some tender loving care (care)
I think I deserve it, all of the work that I've put in for years
Now, I′m with multi-millionaires

I need some TLC, I'm drained (drained)
I need some brain, I need a first-class seat on a plane
I want to go some place where nobody knows my face (face), or name (or name)
I know it′s insane (insane)
I'm grateful, but I'm kinda tired of fame

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