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TLC Lyrics
[Intro]
(P YouGotThat)
Yo, look, yo, yo
[Verse 1]
I don't give a Toseína, I'll pour a whole half-set in the litre
Bells in my cup, bells in my nina (Bap bap)
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 nine millimetre (Bah-bah)
I saw a brownin' lookin' like ****, Eva (Mwah)
God loves a trier, she's a believеr
Christian girls, they're always a keeper, keepеr
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 (Hahaha)
I'll never drop a cross, are you lost? (Are you dumb?) Save them, Jesus, please (Jesus, please)
[Chorus]
I need some TLC, I'm drained (Drained)
I need some brain, I need a first-class seat on a plane
I wanna go someplace where nobody knows my face (Face) or name (Or name)
I know it's insane (Insane)
I'm grateful, but I'm kind of 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 wanna go someplace where nobody knows my face (Face) or name (Or name)
I know it's insane (Insane)
I'm grateful, but I'm kind of tired of fame (Bluuwuu)
(P YouGotThat)
Yo, look, yo, yo
[Verse 1]
I don't give a Toseína, I'll pour a whole half-set in the litre
Bells in my cup, bells in my nina (Bap bap)
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 nine millimetre (Bah-bah)
I saw a brownin' lookin' like ****, Eva (Mwah)
God loves a trier, she's a believеr
Christian girls, they're always a keeper, keepеr
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 (Hahaha)
I'll never drop a cross, are you lost? (Are you dumb?) Save them, Jesus, please (Jesus, please)
[Chorus]
I need some TLC, I'm drained (Drained)
I need some brain, I need a first-class seat on a plane
I wanna go someplace where nobody knows my face (Face) or name (Or name)
I know it's insane (Insane)
I'm grateful, but I'm kind of 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 wanna go someplace where nobody knows my face (Face) or name (Or name)
I know it's insane (Insane)
I'm grateful, but I'm kind of tired of fame (Bluuwuu)
[Verse 2]
Hear these kids chattin' 'bout rizz, that's what I use when I roll up ****
That's what I use when I roll up ****
Walk in the 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 (Bup-bup)
Pulled up, slappin' it bait (Bah-bah)
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
[Chorus]
I need some TLC, I'm drained (Drained)
I need some brain, I need a first-class seat on a plane
I wanna go someplace where nobody knows my face (Face) or name (Or name)
I know it's insane (Insane)
I'm grateful, but I'm kind of tired of fame
Hear these kids chattin' 'bout rizz, that's what I use when I roll up ****
That's what I use when I roll up ****
Walk in the 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 (Bup-bup)
Pulled up, slappin' it bait (Bah-bah)
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
[Chorus]
I need some TLC, I'm drained (Drained)
I need some brain, I need a first-class seat on a plane
I wanna go someplace where nobody knows my face (Face) or name (Or name)
I know it's insane (Insane)
I'm grateful, but I'm kind of tired of fame
[Outro]
(P YouGotThat)
(P YouGotThat)
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TLC, also known as Tender, Love and Care. Which is the entire theme of the song, Digga D is starting to grow tired of his lavish, stupendous and superstar lifestyle and is now starting to warm up to the idea of settling down and starting to live a quiet and more lowkey life.
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October 5, 2023
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