BANA - Tangy

{Verse 1: JAY1}
Yo, it's like
She a ten (She a ten), I'm a Gem
Girl, you're wrong and I'm right (And I'm right)
Let's not pretend
Fuck a call, can't we talk? Girl, I pull up in a Benz
We can solve it like adults, you ain't gotta tell your friends
I've been super busy now, chasing all my milli's now
Why you always beefing me? It's getting kinda silly now
When it's something serious, you can always hit me now
I gotta paten up a meeting more than fifty thou

{Pre-Chorus: BANA}
I'm that girl that you really wish you had back
I did things and I know you won't forget that
You lost a diamond 'cause you didn't have a clue facts
You silly rabbit playboy, you a new jack

{Chorus: BANA, Erica Banks}
They call it Tangy (Uh)
You see that taste in your mouth
You could've had me (You could've had me)
Now I'm not giving a fuck out in Miami (What)
And now you're texting me drunk, wishing you had mе (Uh)
It must be Tangy (Tangy, uh)
They call it Tangy
You see that taste in your mouth (Uh)
You could'vе had me (You could've had me)
Now I'm not giving a fuck out in Miami (Uh)
And now you're texting me drunk, wishing you had me (Uh)
It must be Tangy (Tangy, uh)

{Verse 2: BANA}
Don't get me started 'cause now we finished
You are just not built to handle business
I never should've gave you access to the gold room
You took it all for granted didn't know the value
Now I'm telling you, "Adios, vamos, get out my view"

{Pre-Chorus: BANA}
I'm that girl that you really wish you had back
I did things and I know you won't forget that
You lost a diamond 'cause you didn't have a clue facts
You silly rabbit playboy, you a new jack

{Chorus: BANA, Erica Banks}
They call it Tangy (Uh)
You see that taste in your mouth
You could've had me (You could've had me)
Now I'm not giving a fuck out in Miami (What)
And now you're texting me drunk, wishing you had me (Uh)
It must be Tangy (Tangy, uh)
They call it Tangy (Huh)
You see that taste in your mouth (Uh)
You could've had me (You could've had me)
Now I'm not giving a fuck out in Miami (Uh)
And now you're texting me drunk, wishing you had me (Uh)
It must be Tangy (Tangy, uh)

{Verse 3: Erica Banks}
He hate to see me go but he don't do me like he suppose to do
Call my phone again and I'm gon' show you what exposing do (Hey)
Now he out confusin' his feelings, he like, "Exposin' who?"
Baby, I'm exposin' you 'cause you ain't never told the truth (Uh)
Tell him how you ain't appreciate this (Huh)
Tell him how you use to lie so you can be with that bitch
I'm sayin'
Don't think it's sweet, it ain't no breeze on this trip (It ain't no breeze)
I cool on you and all your bitches, you can sleep with that shit (Okay)
Look now I bought an island, thirty inches with my back out
Let me act out, I'm out the country not the trap house (Uh)
I pop the racks out and there ain't nothing you can do (There ain't nothing you can do)
And I could really fuck your friend and make you wait as number two but
I'm classy (I'm classy), I'm straight on you (Straight)
And I got hella hundreds, nothing I can take from you, the fuck?
Crazy that your mind, you'd think I'd wait on you
You know I had to get away from you (Hey)

{Chorus: BANA, Erica Banks}
They call it Tangy (Uh)
You see that taste in your mouth
You could've had me (You could've had me)
Now I'm not giving a fuck out in Miami (What)
And now you're texting me drunk, wishing you had me (Uh)
It must be Tangy (Tangy, uh)
They call it Tangy (Huh)
You see that taste in your mouth (Uh)
You could've had me (You could've had me)
Now I'm not giving a fuck out in Miami (Uh)
And now you're texting me drunk, wishing you had me (Uh)
It must be Tangy (Tangy, uh)