[Honey Cocaine] B*tch I’m Honey Cocaine bout to bring in some pain All my haters like a choir they all singing my name Ain't got a heart for a broad that's the rule of the game Now you a fool if you aim, I’ll put a tool to ya brain I’m bout to get it, then spend it if I said it I meant it F*ck your feelings, taste my weapons act like a b*tch I’ll erase yo blessings yo You are not familiar with me If you caught makin' a move b*tch your visitor is me
[Tyga] Ahh, it's that drop top Phantom chop all gold Rolly tock F*ck yo fans, f*ck a cop, all my b*tches betty bops Betty boop tittys out gangsta shit punch you in yo mouth N*gga I don't know what you talkin' bout Flossin' now you need dentist now auugh F*ck around and Rodney King the beat ’bout that war like Vietnamese Feeling froggy n*gga leap, I'm that n*gga, you obsolete I’m in the game you know P-T, R-E-C my swa-a-g Only way you copying me n*gga
Courtesy of lyricshall.com [Honey Cocaine] Asian b*tch on another degree Give me some space move off my place b*tch I’m just tryna breathe Now if you see me around your ways don't holla at me I just can't waste all my time cause I be eating these beats Listen you rats here just a count for me You ain't me homie you just act like me Well you should watch your actions please Cause there might be some casualties (auugh) They about to witness it, last kings but I'm still on my queen shit (swag)
[Tyga] Aim at yo membrane just for saying I'm insane and yo girl give me neck Hang man I ain't playing I never did lie lay around and open yo thighs N*gga gone pop like fish gone fry, N*ggas talking greasy like the shit gone slide Wow high 5 slap yo face, change yo disguise I work hard for the money, money don't never come in yo life A bastard right when you lie everybody wanna be just like Middle finger to the middle of yo eyes, Young young Ty T-Raww need a heisman, augh!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
