Young Taylor
Tennis Elbow
[Samples:]

Interviewer: What are you're motivations for your everyday life?
Jasper the Dolphin: Shit... I try to wake up and say "Whose life can I fuck up today by doing some very ignorant shit?"

Voice: Don't you know what you are?
(Taylor bout to fuckin' flex)
I know what you are
I know where you came from

[Verse 1:]

Five sets of tight push-ups for the triceps
Five sets of wide push-ups for the pecs
Baby don’t need no push-up, she got a big chest
Baby don’t need no push-up, the cups already there
Brushin' up my physique while she brushin' up her hair
I’m lookin' like an athlete she lookin' like a cover girl
Tom Brady, like Giselle
Curls in her hair, I push kilos on curls
I get it, I spit it, I lick on it like it’s a titty and feelin' so trippy
I give her a hickey and then I go dippy
And play with her kitty like Tom and Jerry
Entertaining like Walt Disney
Her voice turn giddy like M-Mickey
Hiding my money in Panama City
Avoiding the federal government tricky
(Let's get it!)
[Hook:]

Like a tennis elbow, I ain’t nothin to play with, yeah (uh-huh)
Slap that ass with my front hand
Save you from my backhand, yeah (yuh-uh)
It’s so cliche to say but you should live your dream, yeah (yeah)
Can’t put in words
I can’t tell you what it means to me, yeah (yeah yeah)

[Verse 2:]

Wax on wax off I keep polishing
All my cutlery is silverware
You spent all night with her spoonin'
I spent all night with her forking
(Hehe I kinda like this)
My Instagram DM box full of thots
Full of girls I used to know, begging "Please forget me not"
So I make 'em feel special and send 'em a love heart
Then a eggplant and a question mark
In a few seconds, I see three dots
She big booty Judy so she send a peach emoji
Then I never reply cause I got a girl, sorry

[Hook:]
Like a tennis elbow, I ain’t nothin to play with, yeah (uh-huh)
Slap that ass with my front hand
Save you from my backhand, yeah (yuh-uh)
It’s so cliche to say but you should live your dream, yeah (yeah)
Can’t put in words
I can’t tell you what it means to me, yeah (yeah yeah)

Like a tennis elbow, I ain’t nothin to play with, yeah
Slap that ass with my front hand
Save you from my backhand, yeah
It’s so cliche to say but you should live your dream, yeah
Can’t put in words
I can’t tell you what it means to me, yeah (yeah yeah yeah)