TM88, MadeinTYO - Tokyo Nights
MadeinTYO returns with new song titled "Tokyo Nights" Produced by TM88
Lyrics
I pull up and hop out the cleanest (oh)
They come and then get you, they mean it (skrr)
He copy my style when he see me (skrr)
She hate me but really don't mean it (ooh)
She ridin' it up when she finished (oh)
My YSL poppin', I'm shittin' (oh)
You smokin' that peaches (oh)
Them niggas gon' have to come get you (skrr-skrr)
I pull up and hop out the cleanest (oh)
They come and then get you, they mean it (ooh)
He copy my style when he see me (ayy)
She hate me but really don't mean it (ayy)
She ridin' it up when she finished (oh)
My YSL poppin', I'm shittin' (oh)
You smokin' that peaches (oh)
Them niggas gon' have to come get you
They hate me, they know that I made it (ooh)
You fuckin' me up, you're my favorite (ayy)
Them bitches all in rotation (ayy)
Fresh cup bitch don't wait (ayy)
Suck me off get a Mercedes (skrr-skrr)
Baby I'm lit, goin' eighty
kill 'em, ayy, uh
Makin' them bands every day, uh
Tell that bitch
Shawty ain't give me play (ooh)
Now a nigga paid (yeah)
Fake it 'til you make it, yeah
That's that shit that hurts
Ice cubes on my neck, yeah
How much is it worth?
In the foreign (skrr, skrr)
And it's pourin' (skrr, skrr)
Listen to your mixtape and it's borin' (oh)
Careful on the streets, speedin' while it's snowin' (oh)
She a thotty and you copped the
I be on the plane, yeah, while you hoein' (skrr, skrr)
Sippin' on that brown, yeah, Kelly Rowland (yeah, yeah)
Baby I just bought you a flight, where you goin'?
Couple strokes in that pussy like a whirlwind (ooh)
I pull up and hop out the cleanest (oh)
They come and then get you, they mean it (skrr)
He copy my style when he see me (skrr)
She hate me but really don't mean it (ooh)
She ridin' it up when she finished (oh)
My YSL poppin', I'm shittin' (oh)
You smokin' that peaches (oh)
Them niggas gon' have to come get you (skrr-skrr)
I pull up and hop out the cleanest (oh)
They come and then get you, they mean it (ooh)
He copy my style when he see me (ayy)
She hate me but really don't mean it (ayy)
She ridin' it up when she finished (oh)
My YSL poppin', I'm shittin' (oh)
You smokin' that peaches (oh)
Them niggas gon' have to come get you
Check up
If I give it to you, don't mess up
Gotta get money to flex up
Double D, yeah, get you chest up
Got a lil' good, well you next up
Give me that top, keep your head up
Makin' that sound, get your bread up
Mom told me "Keep my head up"
ATM, I get that cash, know I get the guap
ATM, the speedin' hard, I got that shit lock
Louis with the Gucci, yeah, I mix it in Japan
Showin' off your Burberry, FaceTime with friends
Lowkey your bitches wanna fuck me, I ain't playin'
I get the money, power up, like it's Super Sayian
Christmas on the island, yeah, she just want a ten
Louis , ooh yeah, I'ma need a fan
Fake it 'til you make it, yeah
That's that shit that hurts
Ice cubes on my neck, yeah
How much is it worth?
In the foreign (skrr, skrr)
And it's pourin' (skrr, skrr)
Listen to your mixtape and it's borin' (oh)
Careful on the streets, speedin' while it's snowin' (oh)
She a thotty and you copped the
I be on the plane, yeah, while you hoein' (skrr, skrr)
Sippin' on that brown, yeah, Kelly Rowland (yeah, yeah)
Baby I just bought you a flight, where you goin'?
Couple strokes in that pussy like a whirlwind (ooh)