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Don Toliver – No Photos lyrics
[Intro]
Woo

[Pre-Chorus]
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh (Woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (Yeah)
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh

[Chorus]
Two hoes (Wait, wait)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (Yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (Yeah, yeah)
When I’m in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can’t

[Post-Chorus]
Me and you, high mileage, don't tell 'em about it
The price is right, then I might buy it
Somewhere on the jet, I'm flyin'
Fuck 'em all, shawty cryin' (Woah-woah)
Officer, I got a stick in my boot
If you play around dumb, then a nigga might shoot (Boom, boom, boom)

[Verse]
I can't be greedy, I know they need me
Cookin’ up fettuccine
I got her in town eatin’ tortellini
She a bad, bad, bad, hella bad, bad
Oh, you're gonna pay a big bag, come see me (Gotta pay, gotta pay, gotta pay, gotta pay)
3400, I was clipping up two-piece
Comin’ up my idol was Gucci
You're kinda bad, oh yeah (Hey)
You better go hide yourself (Oh-oh)
You're finna get high, oh yeah (High)
She do or die, oh yeah (Ooh)
Get in the ride, oh yeah
Get in the ride, oh yeah
Time to get high, oh yeah
Time to get high, oh yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh (Woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (Yeah)
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh

[Chorus]
Two hoes (Wait, wait)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (Yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (Yeah, yeah)
When I’m in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can't

[Post-Chorus]
Me and you, high mileage, don't tell 'em about it
The price is right, then I might buy it
Somewhere on the jet, I'm flyin'
Savage love, I know you high, high, high
Switched out her clothes then I told her, "Bye, bye, bye"
Eat her clean like a cheesecake
She ain't fuckin' with him, he a cheapskate (Uh-huh)
Have your ho signin' up for the sweepstakes
I done ran through the lane with the heatwave
Got two in the cut, need to behave
Ha, yes, uh, I run up my check
I need that head on the freeway
Ah, yes, damn, I'm doin' my best (Doin' my best)

[Pre-Chorus]
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh (Woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (Yeah)
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh

[Chorus]
Two hoes (Wait, wait)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (Yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (Yeah, yeah)
When I'm in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can't
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[Intro] Woo [Pre-Chorus] Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh (Woo) Huh, huh, huh, huh (Yeah) Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh [Chorus] Two hoes (Wait, wait) I sent your girl back home in new clothes (Yeah, yeah) Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (Yeah, yeah) When I’m in the trap, I can't do no photos I can't do no photos, I can’t [Post-Chorus] Me and you, high mileage, don't tell 'em about it The price is right, then I might buy it Somewhere on the jet, I'm flyin' Fuck 'em all, shawty cryin' (Woah-woah) Officer, I got a stick in my boot If you play around dumb, then a nigga might shoot (Boom, boom, boom) [Verse] I can't be greedy, I know they need me Cookin’ up fettuccine I got her in town eatin’ tortellini She a bad, bad, bad, hella bad, bad Oh, you're gonna pay a big bag, come see me (Gotta pay, gotta pay, gotta pay, gotta pay) 3400, I was clipping up two-piece Comin’ up my idol was Gucci You're kinda bad, oh yeah (Hey) You better go hide yourself (Oh-oh) You're finna get high, oh yeah (High) She do or die, oh yeah (Ooh) Get in the ride, oh yeah Get in the ride, oh yeah Time to get high, oh yeah Time to get high, oh yeah [Pre-Chorus] Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh (Woo) Huh, huh, huh, huh (Yeah) Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh [Chorus] Two hoes (Wait, wait) I sent your girl back home in new clothes (Yeah, yeah) Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (Yeah, yeah) When I’m in the trap, I can't do no photos I can't do no photos, I can't [Post-Chorus] Me and you, high mileage, don't tell 'em about it The price is right, then I might buy it Somewhere on the jet, I'm flyin' Savage love, I know you high, high, high Switched out her clothes then I told her, "Bye, bye, bye" Eat her clean like a cheesecake She ain't fuckin' with him, he a cheapskate (Uh-huh) Have your ho signin' up for the sweepstakes I done ran through the lane with the heatwave Got two in the cut, need to behave Ha, yes, uh, I run up my check I need that head on the freeway Ah, yes, damn, I'm doin' my best (Doin' my best) [Pre-Chorus] Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh (Woo) Huh, huh, huh, huh (Yeah) Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh [Chorus] Two hoes (Wait, wait) I sent your girl back home in new clothes (Yeah, yeah) Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (Yeah, yeah) When I'm in the trap, I can't do no photos I can't do no photos, I can't Explain Request ×



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Songwriters: Caleb Zackery Toliver, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer
No Photos lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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