Tommy Lee
Tyla Yaweh Lyrics


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Ah, shit, I'm just workin' in the studio
(Ah, okay)
You miss me?
(Papa)
Callin' me papa?
(I want you papa)
Aight
(XL Eagle made it)
I'll call you right back

You always talkin' about it
You never makin' no profit, uh
I treat my hoes like a option
If she talkin' and get out of pocket, ooh
I'm livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet
You always talkin' about it, yeah
You always talkin' about it
You say that you rappin' in private, yeah
But I see that you cap about it
Livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet

I changed my color to Nipsey Blue
Your racks looking small, that shit pitiful
If you tryna get so physical
That .45 will make you invisible
I'm living my life like a criminal
I call that shit first 48
We quite there's no one to blame, yeah
My lawyer said we beat the case
I'm living my life celebration
I'm thanking the Lord I got patience
I'm loving the way that she take it
I bend it, I fold it, I flip it
She bringing it back just to prove it
I'm giving her work just to move it, yeah
I'm living a life that I'm choosin', yeah
I'm getting these racks, getting stupid, yeah

You always talkin' about it
You never makin' no profit, uh
I treat my hoes like a option
If she talkin' and get out of pocket, ooh
I'm livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet
You always talkin' about it, yeah
You always talkin' about it
You say that you rappin' in private, yeah
But I see that you cap about it
Livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet

Pull up with a drum like I'm Tommy Lee (pew, pew, pew, pew, p-pew)
Yaweh got a stick, came to rock with me
Milli on wrist, ain't no rocks on me
I'm pretty as fuck, wanna copy me
Damn
I heard you was mad 'cause I'm poppin' as shit, wow
I'm poppin' the 'pagne and I'm poppin' that bitch, wow
I hop out a plane and went straight to the whip
I know they can see
I think that's pretty cool if you asking me
Bugatti, no body roll
Curtains in back of the candy Rolls
I love when my lawyer calls
I hate when I run outta smoke
Pull up to the party
Yeah we like to party
I finish the bottle dog
Get this bitch jumpin', no Mario
Still shit's so hard
Cigarettes, cough
Bathroom stalls
Please don't save my life, oh

You always talkin' about it
You never makin' no profit, uh
I treat my hoes like a option
If she talkin' and get out of pocket, ooh
I'm livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet
You always talkin' about it, yeah
You always talkin' about it
You say that you rappin' in private, yeah
But I see that you cap about it
Livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee




Them double C's all on my feet
Livin' life like a rockstar

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tyla Yaweh's song "Tommy Lee" revolves around the theme of living like a rockstar and being unapologetically lavish. The artist describes a lifestyle of excess and indulgence, and highlights the importance of not only talking about success but showing it through action. He speaks of treating women like options and not being afraid to spend money on luxury items, such as designer clothing and stretch limousines. Yaweh also mentions changing his hair color to Nipsey Blue, a tribute to the late rapper Nipsey Hussle.


There seems to be a contrast between the glamorized image of living like a rockstar and the dangers that come with it. Yaweh references his criminal past and a gun that makes people invisible, implying the potential consequences of such a lifestyle. The lyrics also hint at feeling the pressure of envy and competition within the music industry, as he addresses those who are jealous of his success and those who exaggerate their own.


Overall, "Tommy Lee" is a catchy and upbeat track that celebrates the flashy lifestyle that often comes with fame and fortune, while also acknowledging its pitfalls and accompanying stresses.


Line by Line Meaning

Ah, shit, I'm just workin' in the studio
I am currently working in the studio.


You miss me?
Do you miss me?


Callin' me papa?
Are you calling me daddy?


I want you papa
I desire you, daddy.


Aight
Alright.


You always talkin' about it
You consistently speak about something.


You never makin' no profit, uh
You are not making any money.


I treat my hoes like a option
I view my sexual partners as interchangeable.


If she talkin' and get out of pocket, ooh
If she speaks out of turn, she will face consequences.


I'm livin' life like a rockstar
I am living a lavish, extravagant lifestyle.


Pullin' up stretch limousines
Arriving in luxurious transportation.


To look at me, that cost a fee
To see me, it comes at a cost.


Them double C's all on my feet
The shoes I am wearing are adorned with the Chanel logo.


You say that you rappin' in private, yeah
You claim to be a rapper in private.


But I see that you cap about it
But I know that you are lying about it.


I changed my color to Nipsey Blue
I changed my hair color to honor Nipsey Hussle.


Your racks looking small, that shit pitiful
Your money looks insignificant and sad.


If you tryna get so physical
If you try to fight me.


That .45 will make you invisible
My gun will do serious damage to you.


I call that shit first 48
I refer to the TV show 'The First 48' when discussing criminal activity.


We quite there's no one to blame, yeah
We are quiet about it and there is no one to blame.


My lawyer said we beat the case
My lawyer informed me that we won our court case.


I'm living my life celebration
I am celebrating my life.


I'm thanking the Lord I got patience
I am thankful for the patience I possess.


I'm loving the way that she take it
I enjoy the way that she handles herself sexually.


I bend it, I fold it, I flip it
I handle my money smartly and creatively.


She bringing it back just to prove it
She is returning to me to prove her sexual prowess.


I'm giving her work just to move it, yeah
I am providing her with drugs in order to sell them.


I'm living a life that I'm choosin', yeah
I am living the life that I have chosen for myself.


I'm getting these racks, getting stupid, yeah
I am making a lot of money and spending it recklessly.


Pull up with a drum like I'm Tommy Lee (pew, pew, pew, pew, p-pew)
I arrive with a gun, like Tommy Lee Jones in Men in Black.


Yaweh got a stick, came to rock with me
My friend Yaweh is carrying a weapon and hanging out with me.


Milli on wrist, ain't no rocks on me
I am wearing a million-dollar watch but no jewelry.


I'm pretty as fuck, wanna copy me
I am very attractive and others want to copy my style.


Damn
An expression of surprise or admiration.


I heard you was mad 'cause I'm poppin' as shit, wow
I heard you were upset that I am very successful.


I'm poppin' the 'pagne and I'm poppin' that bitch, wow
I am popping champagne and using drugs.


I hop out a plane and went straight to the whip
I landed in a private jet and went directly to my luxury car.


I know they can see
I am aware that people can see my success and lifestyle.


I think that's pretty cool if you asking me
I personally believe that my lifestyle is cool.


Bugatti, no body roll
I am driving a Bugatti with no body roll or sway during turns.


Curtains in back of the candy Rolls
My Rolls Royce has curtains in the back for privacy.


I love when my lawyer calls
I enjoy hearing from my lawyer, who handles my legal issues.


I hate when I run outta smoke
I become upset when I run out of drugs to consume.


Pull up to the party
Arriving at the party.


Yeah we like to party
We enjoy partying.


I finish the bottle dog
I finish a bottle of alcohol.


Get this bitch jumpin', no Mario
I am getting the party started and hyped up.


Still shit's so hard
My life is still very difficult and challenging.


Cigarettes, cough
I am coughing due to smoking cigarettes.


Bathroom stalls
I am in a restroom stall.


Please don't save my life, oh
I ask that nobody try to save my life in the event of danger or harm.




Lyrics © LAST WAVE, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Austin Richard Post, Jared Scharff, Jacob Michael Diemler, Trevon Justin Campbell, Tyler Jamal Brown

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LYRICS

[Intro: Tyla Yaweh]
Ah, shit, I'm just workin' in the studio
Ah, okay
You miss me?
Papa
Callin' me "Papa"?
I want you, Papa
Aight (You always talking about it), I'll call you right back

[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
You always talkin' about it, uh
You never makin' no profit, uh
I treat my hoes like a option
If she talkin' and get out of pocket, ooh
I'm livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet
You always talkin' about it, yeah
You always talkin' about it
You say that you rappin' in private, yeah
But I see that you cap about it
Livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet

[Verse 1: Tyla Yaweh]
I changed my color to Nipsey blue
Your racks, it get small, that shit pitiful
If you tryna get so physical
That .45 will make you invisible
I'm livin' my life like a criminal
I call this shit First 48
I been quiet, there's no one to blame, yeah
My lawyer said we beat the case
I'm livin' my life, celebration
I'm thankin' the Lord, I got patience
I'm lovin' the way that she take it
I bend it, I fold it, I flip it
She bringin' it back just to prove it
I'm givin' her work just to move it, yeah
I'm livin' the life that I'm choosin', yeah
I'm gettin' these racks, gettin' stupid, yeah

[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
You always talkin' about it, uh
You never makin' no profit, uh
I treat my hoes like a option
If she talkin' and get out of pocket, ooh
I'm livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet
You always talkin' about it, yeah
You always talkin' about it
You say that you rappin' in private, yeah
But I see that you cap about it
Livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet

[Verse 2: Post Malone]
Pull up with the drum like I'm Tommy Lee
Yaweh got a stick, came to rock with me
Milli' on wrist, ain't no rocks on me
I'm pretty as fuck, wanna copy me (Rocks on me, rocks on me)
I heard you was mad 'cause I'm poppin' as shit (Wow, wow)
I'm poppin' the 'pagne and I'm poppin' that bitch (Wow, ooh, damn)
I hop out a plane and went straight to the whip (Ooh)
I know they can see, I think that's pretty cool if you askin' me
Bugatti, no body roll, curtains in back of the candy Rolls
I love when my lawyer calls, I hate when I run out of smoke
Pull up to the party, oh, and we like to party, oh
I finish the bottle, dawg, get this bitch jumpin', no Mario

[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
You always talkin' about it, uh
You never makin' no profit, uh
I treat my hoes like a option
If she talkin' and get out of pocket, ooh
I'm livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet
You always talkin' about it, yeah
You always talkin' about it
You say that you rappin' in private, yeah
But I see that you cap about it
Livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double C's all on my feet

[Outro: Post Malone]
Pull up with the drum like I'm Tommy Lee (Still shit so)
Yaweh got a stick, came to rock with me (Hard, cigarettes)
Milli' on wrist, ain't no rocks on me (Cars, bedroom)
I'm pretty as fuck, wanna copy me (Star, rocks on me)
Please don't save my life, oh
Pull up with the drum like I'm Tommy Lee (Pew, pew, pew)
Yaweh got a stick, came to rock with me (Pew, pew, pew)
Pull up with the drum like I'm Tommy Lee (Pew, pew, pew)


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crazy shit happens when a rap song gets remixed into rock by a legend

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I F**** love it

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Any other songs it’s happened with?

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