[Verse 1: Tyga] One shot, bomboclat Bitches jumping on my dick, hopping like it's hopscotch Booty pop, my bitch don't wear that she prolly ass shots I dont give a fuck, I fuck em all till they pussy ouch Potty mouth, oochie wally, bang, bang then I'm out Once upon a fucking time, had your bitch up in my house Cooking grits and riding dick Swear she the best chef around Pop that pussy, now let me see you doo doo brown I wanna rock, I wanna rock Tell these bitch niggas it's they time of the month, time of the month Niggas want beef but I eat that shit, eat eat everything well done I'm so far in the clouds I can barely hear All that shit you rocking, boy that was last year GOAT's here, niggas steer my style like a stop deer Pump fear To you bitches heart, Suge without the beard Man, all these new niggas weird They all lining up to come and see the last king
[Hook Tyga] I get money, I make money I take money, them bitches want it from me cause I'm I'm bout whatever, I'm bout whatever I'm with whatever, man I do it, do it better Two more shots, then I'm out I'm a motherfucker and I got a potty mouth I'm bout whatever man, I'm bout whatever man I'm with whatever, man I do it, do it better
[Verse 2: Tyga] Man, I fucked your dime and now she's mine 2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind But whats your sign? Gemini? Scorpio, let me fuck from behind However you want it, baby Light the blunts, blunts and close your eyes Real nigga doe, real nigga doe Gotta freak bitch in the DBI, put me on doe Came in the door, kicked in the door Waiving the .44, put one, one in your blowhole Man, your paper thin, you need to take some notes Niggas steal my lines and say they don't, there go another new quote Im fresh off the boat, nigga let's toast Young Money real, y'all shit just a hoax Made a fairy tale, busy on a float Why would I lie? Forever under oath, I'm So fucking frustrated with your lady Get a flight, I send her home Man my love is oh so tainted If you fine you might get diamonds, if you a five you might get nothing I'm on my monsters, they from a moshpit R-r-r-rock you like Nirvana Man I be off Patron like its a holiday Fucking with them finer things, pull up on your bitch and say
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[Verse 3: Tyga] Man, I fucked your dime Still in my prime Young d, I'm freshest nigga on the line Better man up, it's about to go down Leave you with jaw-dropped, face on the ground Let the rain fill the moats round my kingdom Carved in the cement, star, pledge allegiance I'mma let you leave em screaming Dreaming just to get by Girl you so fly, why you so high? Two more shots, then I'm out I'mma motherfucking pottymouth I'm bout whatever, I'm bout whatever Man I do it, do it better All bad bitches in my house I'm a motherfucker, fuck her then I kick her out I'm bout whatever, I'm bout whatever Man I do it, do it better
[Busta Rhymes] Cannibal, I eat you raw meat I'm raw with beats So scavenger with it, nigga look like Jaws with feet You don't want it, bitch Yall niggas know I get gully, what you want? Listen close, y'all don't hear how the beat get ugly when a motherfucker come through? Excuse me bitch Please let me kill it just a little bit and let a nigga do what he do Movie shit, that tec make a niggas wanna vomit spit You niggas already knew She keep on fronting niggas, then I'm lighting up another city Got her fighting til they get to biting, they we getting gritty See the time and now a nigga climbing up another milli Then we shining till a nigga blind them, up until it kills me Forth and back and my dying is a nigga til it pulls up on the track Then I'mma die sixty niggas til we pop off like we in the wild west When I finished giving you the crack whaaat?! If you knew I'm in route to the crib just to park the Bugatti at the house Sin big and one of my bitches really turn her out now Still everyone know I gotta potty mouth now Shiiiit they got me doing it again Back to bodying things and lots of screwing other women You can never stop the shit that I'm doing And the way that we moving Get it popping, never stopping, kill em in the end now And I'mma get em to the point when I got em all open, handling my business with em ha! Trust me you don't wanna start cause you know its torture! Every single minute til I finish with em And I knock shit down Every time I come and then I lock shit down Til I come up place niggas better drop that crown Ever here, 'fore I pop you clowns And I go erase niggas!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
