Playlist Tyga

tyga - pillow talkin

why do we fight
why do argue you
all through night
when we should be
Pillow talking baby
make the wrongs
all things aside
swallow our pride
and just love each other
All the time
you got me and i got you
what else could really matter
but lovin thats
what its all about
till death does us part

dear princess remember
what i called you
markin those calendar days away
Til that moment i saw you
and i fell in love
from that very moment i saw you
glad i
played on the phone
And dialed
Them numbers to call you
and now im thinkin about how
that could go wrong
you was so special to me
Like the music in this song
from my heart
i said till death
do us apart
within
dated for only a month
or so
how is this possible
she she got me stutterin
my words
Beginning to slur
as i say
i love her
but im lovin it
it feels so right
when im
huggin her
she sayin the same
she feelin complete like
two way streets
ringin my phone
She never hear a beat
that means
im answering
fulfillin her
Every need and desire
ya dream
this is life with me
continuous shoppin sprees
when im on the road
even gave you
All the security code
so baby
tell me tell me

why do we fight
why do argue you
all through night
when we should be
Pillow talking baby
make the wrongs
all things aside
swallow our pride
And just love each other
All the time
you got me and i got you
what else could
Really matter
but lovin thats
what its all about
till death does us part

i got more
To stay to you

I thought i was more
To what we had
her secret stash
filled with bundles
Of emotions
now im startin to notice
all that shit was bogus
all the dozens of roses
thinkin you
Was my golden token
now im feelin frozen
lookin like my life
Is hopeless
no human
should ever experience
what i drove in
now my car is broken
my engine hood
i should have never
Left it opened
lookin like im on E
no fuel i cant even eat
dont even want to breath
If you aint close to me
no friends
my only enemy is cupid
how could you be so stupid
please tell me
Why love hurts
can you even hear me
can you even imagine
if your arrow
Wasn't workin for weeks
i dont
think so
im just tryin
to think slow
it just aint me
so please play the drum rolls
and roll the red carpets out
as i wait for you to return
with an explanation
so baby start explaining

why do we fight
why do argue you
all through night
when we should be
Pillow talking baby
make the wrongs
all things aside
swallow our pride
and just love each other
All the time
you got me and i got you
what else could really matter
but lovin thats
what its all about
till death does us part

tyga - birdman interlude

The young king... the lil homie tyga
It's yo turn, nigga... it's yo turn, playboy
West coast stand up to this careless world, people
Global flying on this journey...
Tropical islands, popping bottles with supermodels...
Blowing up the pounds (sunup to sundown)...
Flying at higher heights... grinding hard...
Money by the abundance...
Yeah, ymcmb flashy life...
What it do, young king... it's yo turn, boy...

tyga - ayo

I need you
(x8)

[Chris Brown]
Ayo, we poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down
When she bring her friend around
Fuck them both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you

[Tyga]
Ahh! Aye babe this my new shit
I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing
If it don't make dollars it don't make sense
Z, wake up like I gotta get it
And I got a engine full of trunk space
I get money three ways
Fucking bitches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hablé
But I make that bitch walk for some cheesecake
Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy
Looking in the mirror like I wish I can be me
She too into me, I'm more into money
My hobby's her body
That pussy's my lobby
I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it
I won't lie, hold my dick, too conceited
Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend
But don't be acting like I need you
Cause we poppin' like

[Chris Brown]
Ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down
When she bring her friend around
Fuck them both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you

[Chris Brown]
I'm in a Rolls, you don't roll right
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light
I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice
If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike
A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking
Money, decision-making only worried about stunting
She worried about me
Her nigga worried about cuffing
I wanna see her body (bodyy)
And she said get inside of me
I wanna feel you baby (yeahh)
Just bring the animal right out of me
We loving, she love it
Especially when I go down on her
Now we fucking, she thugging
Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)

Ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down
When she bring her friend around
Fuck them both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you

[Chris Brown & Tyga]
Huh, look, alright
Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
Uh, you losing money, I win mills Dr. J
She's gonna follow my lead, Simon Says
Paper, paper, I'm riding scrapers in California
Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us
Never been an outcast that stank on ya
From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia
We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians
In my section less niggas, more lesbians
Got your bitch, I'm that nigga
Yeah we poppin' like

Ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down
When she bring her friend around
Fuck them both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you

[Tyga]
This that fly shit, King shit only
Drop top, no roof - ahh!

tyga - down for a min

[Hook 1]
My nigga, I've been down for a minute
And I've been tryna make my way home
You know I've been down for a minute
My way home, my way home
You know I've been down for a minute
And I've been tryna make my way home
You know I've been down for a minute
My way home, my way home
I've been rollin' with 'em hitters
And I done got way, way, way strong
And niggas wanna rob me, she wanna rob me
But I be on my way home

[Verse 1]
And I be ridin' wit her, I ride wit her
I take her where homie can't go
And I be state to state wit her, stay wit her
And niggas actin' like they don't know
But baby watchin' all that shit though
When you get the fame, that's how things goes
And everybody talk that talk though
But when the money talks, we can talk more

[Hook 2]
You know I've been down for a minute
And I've been tryna make my way home
You know I've been down for a minute
My way home, my way home
I've been down with 'em hitters
And I done got way, way, way strong
And niggas wanna rob you, she wanna rob you
But I be on my way home

[Verse 2]
You know I be on the map and I be on an app
I swear to god I'm all of that, I'm on to you
And when I ain't comin' back, I ain't comin' back
I swear to god I'm ain't comin' back, don't wait for you
You know it's all love, heart attack, heart attack
I told the money where my heart at, no comin' back
And niggas take that money though
Niggas take that money though (I know I did)
And now I'm formed with no assist
Spend the gain with my main bitch
Comin' down in that lane switch
Stuntin' now on these lame niggas
What the fuck ya name is, don't care what ya name is
And I be on a same Glock with the same Glock
I ain't the same now, I ain't the same now and she know

[Hook 3]
You know I've been down for a minute
And I've been tryna make my way home
You know I've been down for a minute
My way home, my way home
I've been rollin' with 'em hitters
And I done got way, way, way strong
And niggas wanna rob me, she wanna rob me
But I be on my way home

[Verse 3]
And I be, goddamn, almost everyday
Not a faint on me now when you fade away
Tell me, is you down from him, you down from me
I don't trust that, I'm over that, I'm done with that
I'm like fuck that, I love you and fuck that, I need you
I took you 'round the globe and back
Matter fact, to Rome and back, I can tell you need that

[Hook 4]
Cause baby, you've been down for a minute
And you've been tryna make your way home
Baby, you've been down for a minute
Your way home, your way home
You've been rollin' with 'em hitters
And you done got way, way, way strong
And now they wanna rob you, she wanna rob me
But we be on our way home

tyga - cartoonz

T-Y-G-A

Zippin, dippin' jabs super fast
in a flash it's Tygaman, Tygaman
Tatted up on my mask,
superhero for the cash it's Tygaman, Tygaman

My life is - My life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I fume to the left and fume to the right and
Then I'm g-g-g-g-gone

Meet me - the Looney tune, 17, from the CPT
Ed, Ed, and Eddy couldn't beat me in more D's
Roll 22's on the whip,
they call them Fantastic Fours and shh
Whoa, I'm sick
Introducing, Billy the kid
Space jammin' with Banana's in Pajamas
No homo (Haha)
Excuse my manners
I go from Hulk to David Banner (Errr)
Land of bandannas
They Yosemite Sam Ya
Ya, Fugazi like
Two stupid dogs talkin' as they walkin'
I couldn't believe that shh
Oops I almost slipped
Porkey pig dollar bills,
plus Tweety Bird sits on my wrist (Canary)
Man - Warning, you'll get booked like ORBITZ
Your corpses will be
with Yogi in the forest (Bye)
Quick reminder, on short notice
I got the swag potion
Take a sip until you're no longer sober

My life is - My life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I fume to the left and fume to the right and
Then I'm g-g-g-g-gone
My life is - My life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I vooom to the left and vooom to the right and
Then I'm g-g-g-g-gone

Stand down - We have a man down
I Tasmanian devil in my bezel
The ice so heavy bam bam couldn't lift my pebbles
The Flintstones say the stones
make you flint as you stare in it (I can't see it)
Ridiculous bright
With a little glare in it
The light beams off it
like the Power Puff Girls who stare at it
My spaceship come equipped with a Jetson engine
To The Milky Way I'm dippin'
Bravo, Johnny says "We're space pimpin'"
With the Huh-Huh-Ha, I always get 'em
The grill lookin' Ojish but not Simpson
I'm more like blue and yellow mixed: Marge Simpson
You lil' countin' chickens
Scooby Doo can't even figure out what Tyga's missin'
Maybe nothin', there's gotta be something
To rap he's like carrots to Bugs Bunny
With cash I'm the Energizer Bunny
Long money

My life is - My life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I fume to the left and fume to the right and
Then I'm g-g-g-g-gone
My life is - My life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I vooom to the left and vooom to the right and
Then I'm g-g-g-g-gone

Zippin, dippin' jabs super fast
in a flash it's Tygaman, Tygaman
Tatted up on my mask, s
uperhero for the cash
it's Tygaman, Tygaman

T-Y-G-A[x4]

My life is - My life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I fume to the left and fume to the right and
Then I'm g-g-g-g-gone
My life is - My life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I vooom to the left and vooom to the right and
Then I'm g-g-g-g-gone

tyga - i m different

187

[Hook]
I'm different, yeah I'm different
I'm different, yeah I'm different
I'm different, yeah I'm different

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Lambo Aventador, spent half a million
Car Weezy, mixtape got no ceiling
Floss like a dentist, numb to a bitch, no feelin'
Lotta bad bitches and my niggas fully trippin'
OGs got old clips like Lord Willin'
Let the gat squeeze, like fresh lemons
Old money but I need more like Demi
Raw like Eddie, keep a sidekick Semmi
Shit bang, you going dumb
I'm going Timmy
I don't drive no fucking Infinity
Pull up, niggas clear the vicinity
Killing your vanity
Hot like Alana be, shots, niggas scramblin'
All about my chips
Gamblin' Mandalay Bay veteran
Bad bitch, let her in
Late night, Letterman
Alergic to broke niggas, Claritin
7-6 ball hard always stay travellin'
Referee shots got haters back peddlin'
Bald like I'm 70, stay with the weather â??93
Gotta fly private cause my niggas got felonies
Used to do Beverly, now we shop overseas
Pop that dick, bitches fit it in their ovaries
Damn, I love it when a bitch got her ass tatted
Said she just got it done, don't pat it
Both hands left cheeks now I'm left handed
Ass so big, can't look at it
Can't look at it, can't look at it
Made me bust fast like I'm trigger happy
She like when I talk shit like Bill O'Reilly
And I give her hard wood, like a cabin
Cabin in the woods
All you niggas actin' scary
Get my collab on, Dr. Romanelli
Shirt off, nigga feelin' like Makaveli
Y'all my niggas goin' HAM
We don't need a deli
Ain't shit you can tell me
Got â??em pissed off, R. Kelly
Bitches tell me â??sureâ? like Al B
All I do is win like Gwen don't doubt me
Bitch took 22 years to get rich
Been in love twice, still screamin'
â??Bitches ain't shitâ?
Tryin' ta keep my niggas out of jail
They always hittin' licks
And I'm paid in full
Niggas call me Money Makin' Mitch
T Real, that's my nigga
Nitty Santana, he'll groove a nigga
Eat quick cash like a fast food dinner
Niggas don't remember shit
They gon' remember me, nigga

â??Cause I'm the shit, bitch!

187

tyga - i m so raw

[Chorus:]
Look
I'm so raw
Turn da oven on
Cheff papa johns
I get the parmesan

[Verse 1:]
She want ah yellow nigga
Corn on the cobb
Indian giver
Slobb on my nobb
The bitch blow hard
Harder den some halls
Here take um all you'll be straight in the morn
I'm two piece gone
I'm neva gone call
Fly nigga I ont wear it if it's in da mall
Seen it on da blog
These mutha fuckas cost
East saint laurent
U can tell by the faunt
I do wat I want
Wake up wens it's lunch
Walk like I'm drunk
Swagga so uh
Gold yard trunks go around I got ah bunch
Tell till u safe bitch get up out my stuff
I wouldn't recamend
U would eva check um in
I started with da end
So where do I begin

[Chorus:]
I'm so raw
Turn da oven on
Cheff papa johns
I get the parmesan

[Verse 2:]
Pocket full of paper under age in casino
U wanna see id oh
But I'm in da suite doe
Here my room key go
Room movin slow mo
Fans want ah photo
But it's my turn ta roll hold up baby hold those

tyga - hijack

Ugh! Pussy money weed
Got all that, nigga talk shit
Get ya head crack
Ride with the racks, bang
On my lap, steal your
Bitch, call it hijack
Hijack, hijack

Pussy money weed
Got all that, nigga talk shit
Get ya head crack
Ride with the racks, bang
On my lap, steal your
Bitch, call it hijack
Hijack, hijack

Is the hulagin drop top one shot shooter
Money on my mind bitch I?m all about the mula
Motha fucking beast call me king cropper
Got bitches like hooters
We ain?t smoking that huka
Good kush, poperotize in the bush
My big got it shook

Got a castle full of crooks, Hijack like
The hook all the bitches wanna fuck
I?m a good ass nigga I don?t need no luck
Good Molly, partying in the after party
Pull up in a rose but I?m usally in a red rolly
All my niggas getting money like sidys

Black Mafia shit, young guddy

Ugh! Pussy money weed
Got all that, nigga talk shit
Get ya head crack
Ride with the racks, bang
On my lap, steal your
Bitch, call it hijack
Hijack, hijack

Pussy money weed
Got all that, nigga talk shit
Get ya head crack
Ride with the racks, bang
On my lap, steal your
Bitch, call it hijack
Hijack, hijack

If you believe in having sex say me too! Me too
I?m riding in my roof look see through
I got 4S on the bitch like pre school
Marijuanna money and projone

I got pack on my walls you got ginafites
Still selling it like I won?t retire
Hijack your bitch your wallet
And my choppa go hyfr, you got your
Bitches some nities, I got my bitch with
Some doctors
And she saying she like it

You were don?t in periy
Keeping the ithin
And you was at home
Keeping it tritin

Ugh! Pussy money weed
Got all that, nigga talk shit
Get ya head crack
Ride with the racks, bang
On my lap, steal your
Bitch, call it hijack
Hijack, hijack

Pussy money weed
Got all that, nigga talk shit
Get ya head crack
Ride with the racks, bang
On my lap, steal your
Bitch, call it hijack
Hijack, hijack

tyga - hookah

[Hook: Young Thug]
Baby pahh me the hookah (x3)
Baby you should pass me the hookah cause

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Tearing up the place
I'm a rich nigga got chanel on my waist
Run up on me playin I'mma aim it at ya face
And that go for anybody... anyways
AH
I'm a rich blood by the way
And I'm having swag. Rollie old like a tape
Fish scale, yeah I got these bitches on the bait
Don't wanna talk, man I said I need some space
My new car get geeked up
I just paid a cop, now Im running out of coupes
Panoramic top, I'mma put it on the rocks
Crawl, walk and hop, got all these bitches shocked
Stone molly whiter than my socks
I don't, I don't wanna talk if it ain't 'bout guap
Clowning, clowning yall niggas I see you flop
I buy pints by the 2 no Pac
AYEE

[Hook: Young Thug]
Baby pahh me the hookah (x3)
AYEE
Baby just pass me the hookah cause
Baby pahh me the hookah ... AYEE (x2)
Baby pahh me the hookah
Pahh me the hookah
Pahh the hookah (x2)

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Rubbin on my chain blowing cloudmatic
Smoke something with a G and bend that ass backwards
Lay back relax and talk mathematics
Later on we test a little sex practice
Write my name on the wall
Money in the mattress bet she wanna get involved
She hopped on the blunt said 'Where the hookah y'all?'
I tell her pass back if the shit too strong
It's all set; Mozart art on the blog so wet
I got a where I want her and I ain't done yet
Looking at your future baby put down the cigarette
Come hop on this kush jet and take flight
Tell them bitches 'mmm fuck that'
You wanna lay in bed I got a magic carpet for that ass yes
I'm also on one
Got two Olsen's on me
Big homie
Young Thugger Thugger rolling
Rolls Royce so shorty

[Hook: Young Thug] (x7)

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Ben Frank baddies in the Benz waggin'
You know she want a ride home hop on the band wagon
I got the chain saggy
You know that life lavish
Lifestyles like this gon' need magnums
Pass baby
Welcome to rich class baby
You all Maybelline, with ya new Celine
Audemars on lean, cars on sheen
You white girl but black girl ghetto fly ting
It's verified, they ain't on your sea level
Watered eyes don't cry inhale and breath regular
My baby on it
High at the crack of dawn and
Baby shape, figure 8 like Picasso draw ya
Oh yes I'm winnin'
Bling kingin'
Ring blingin'
Like like for no reason
Let's get closer, closed in
Remove your clothes we close friends
Don't get choked smoking OG Oakland
Shout out Oakland

[Hook: Young Thug] (x7)

tyga - hit em up

[Hook: Tyga]
I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas
I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up

[Verse 1: Tyga]
T Raww go stay Westside, killa cap peela,
No ceiling, probably worth 10 million
Poor nigga watch chilla, you ain't even gotta feel it
That's chin chinchilla flyer than a caterpillar
I sick my dogs at you, yeah
They ain't call the dog catcher, bitch
Spark the fire, no matches, yeah
So high just laughing, hah
Burners in the attic, they ain't know I had it
Shoot sporadic, fire automatic, pop the target
Driving backwards, I'm a hundred bill fanatic
Bring the static, make vows to the money, but I skipped marriage
Keep staring, rather die that nigga than live average, get you embarrassed
Thousand karats on my wheel that my kids inherit
Black card credit, told them I don't use debit
Nigga know that's my motto, I could do this shit forever so

[Hook x2]
I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas
I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
We don't rock with them niggas anyway, fuck them
We'd ever caught them in the hood, we'd a stuck them
Things coming in, we get them off by the dozen
We about that action, y'all ain't about nothin'
Girl of your dreams, I already had her
If it ain't my team, it don't really matter
Short stay, I'm only in town for the figures
Even when I'm up, I'm still down for my niggas
Need nothing else, don't concern me or worry me
Nah, I'mma ride 'til they burn me or bury me
Cause the truth is, niggas die every day
Heard about me, I hope you heard thoroughly
I don't switch sides, I just switch rides
Might just get a little head, let the bitch slide
Knowing that I can, knowing that I will
Far as the other side go, you know how I feel

[Hook x2]
I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas
I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up

[Verse 3: 2Pac & Tyga]
You gotta watch your back, stay strapped, be alert
Started as a young motherfucker doin' dirt, bitch
Walkin' through the streets wearin' jewels

Ain't got shit to lose
Gonna fuck up and bust young niggas with tools

The intricate designs of my lethal lines

Now time hard to find a job, easier to rob niggas

These days, motherfuckers talk shit, and turn snitch when you see 'em
They ain't talkin' 'bout shit, Westside
I keep a vest on my chest, bitch
Buck, buck, cops wanna hit me with the book

But I don't give a fuck, government got a nigga feelin' stuck
While these same little sluts gettin' fucked for a quick buck,
Weed make my mind roam,

All alone, ain't nothin' like tryna bone,
Over the phone, in my mind I can see her naked,
I can't take it, got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it
I thought you knew, bitch,

Get loaded, can't control it
Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it

Then smoke it, sipping Hennessy, plottin' on my enemies
Comin back twice as hard like, remember me
My hustle to my dyin' days, niggas dyin' every day
And we celebrate with pain, pourin' champagne
Street politics, they wanna join my campaign
Worldwide, LA niggas screaming Westside

[Hook x2]
I said fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas
I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up

tyga - 4life

Yeah, my clique down for life sentence
My bitch down for life sentence
We 'bout this life for life, nigga
My clique down for life sentence
My bitch down for life sentence
We 'bout this life for life
Never leave home without my ice

My bitch down for life, clique down for life
Icy face, I can't beat the watch
I just know you're out of time
I can read your mind, boy you're out your mind
Up or down, yeah I'm down for mine
Yeah I'm going in, yeah I'm out for mine

For lifer, been a rider since I had no licence
Been a rider since I had low mileage
Now I'm in a Spider screaming "for life", bitch
No guidance, I'mma be ghetto for life
The Bezel looks better with ice
I'm a Bbs' for life
You don't see me stressing
Covered in a town and you see me dressing
[?] we feed off pressure
I pop rubber bands yeah you see me stretch her
And I'm down for life 'til I need a stretcher
I be down for life, for my Last Kings
please keep resurrecting

Yeah, my clique down for life sentence
My bitch down for life sentence
We 'bout this life for life, nigga
My clique down for life sentence
My bitch down for life sentence
We 'bout this life for life
Never leave home without my ice

My bitch down for life, clique down for life
Icy face, I can't beat the watch
I just know you're out of time
Think your clique is down but they ain't down to grind
Yeah your bitch is down but she ain't down as mine
Look at my bitch, thick as (?), hold up

The mafia bitches, ride or die for your bitches
Them gang niggas turn to bodyguards
catching bodies for a nickle
Day one's (?)
Fuckboys that got me fucked up
your boy gon' keep coming up for life
You Stan Smith in the hood boy you got no stripes
She ' The Walking Dead' my nigga she ain't got no life
Me, I'ma be that nigga for life
And these hoes know I can only be her nigga for a night

Yeah, my clique down for life sentence
My bitch down for life sentence
We 'bout this life for life, nigga
My clique down for life sentence
My bitch down for life sentence
We 'bout this life for life
Never leave home without my ice

My bitch down for life, clique down for life
Icy face, I can't beat the watch
I just know you're out of time
I can read your mind, boy you're out your mind
Up or down, yeah I'm down for mine
It's like I lived four times cause it's for life

tyga - on me

Ayy, shut the fuck up, bitch, you know who I are (Bitch)
Point blank range, and I'm shootin' for the stars (Blah)
You niggas subpar and I just raised the bar (Yeah)
You got Rollies on your wrist (Hah) , this is Chopard (Ice)
Slide on your block like a fuckin' go-kart (Skrrt)
My nigga A&R, still got an AR (Baow)
Bitches wanna kick it like my name Neymar (Hah)
She wanna be my first, bitch couldn't get a yard (Yeah)
Stay back (Yeah) , where the fuckin' antennas at
Broke niggas always askin' where the liquor at (Yeah)
Hella tats, but I ain't into goin' tit for tat (Nah)
Fitted hat, to the back, fuck her, no cap
This ain't freeze tag, you play, I'm gon' react
My hoes work, bitches know I put 'em on the map
These bitches wanna suck it like a Similac
I did what I does and we fucked, I don't take it back

Don't bring that bullshit around me ('Round me)
I got the ice and the pack on me (On me)
Like an eyepatch, one of you gon' see (You gon' see)
All you niggas ain't schemin' on me (On me)
I got a Benz and a Bimmer on me (On me)
Got the blow and the heater on me (On me)
Got a Spanish bitch suckin' on me (On me)
Nigga, and I put that on me (On me)

Bad bitch fuckin' on me, homie
I'm with two hoes that I call one and only
One ratchet, one bougie, you can call 'em R&B
One blunt in between two fingers, world peace
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm up there somewhere
Hell yeah, fuck yeah, fresh air, what smell?
Long hair, don't care, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You can get shot there and there
and there and there and there
Play it fair, fuck fair, it's unfair, hell yeah
I was 12, rich as hell, welfare farewell
I done got too big, now the world is handheld
I done broke a whole desert down to a sand drill
Yeah, it's on me and what it's gon' be?
It's gon' be money over bitches, not the homies
It's gon' be money over bitches, not the halo
And if it's on me, then we okay and that's a KO
Mula, Tunechi

Don't bring that bullshit around me ('Round me)
I got the ice and the pack on me (On me)
Like an eyepatch, one of you gon' see (You gon' see)
All you niggas ain't schemin' on me (On me)
I got a Benz and a Bimmer on me (On me)
Got the blow and the heater on me (On me)
Got a Spanish bitch suckin' on me (On me)
Nigga, and I put that on me (On me)

Tyga, Tunechi
Mula, baby
Mula, baby
Tyga is an inspiration, you know what I'm sayin'?
It be a lot of clone ass niggas and shit, this nigga's original
He's the first nigga to fuck with a Mustard beat, all this shit
I fuck with this nigga for life, this that real king shit
See y'all recognize when y'all in the presence of a king, a don, all this shit
Like it's very few niggas that inspire me, my nigga, period

tyga - movin 2 fast

Uh, Sneak peek through the window pane
Girls all aboard, this Young Money train
Ever since fame
Shit'll never be the same
The world want a show
So I'ma be the stage

Dim the lights
Listen to what I'm gonna say
Gotta fan base nigga
Fuck what a hater say
They sleep all day
I'm up early doe
Scrollin through the phone
I'm watchin videos
Not much competition doe
I mean of course, it's just the same ol'
Bitches in plain clothes
Playing the same roles
Rentals of Lambos
Bend over bitch
Getting one

You know how game goes
Shame on all these models
But I'ma still buy all these bottles
Got a lot to learn young man
Life is your only friend
One day you'll understand
If I ever get the chance to say Hi
Prolly wave good-bye at the same time

Said I'm moving too fast
They say I'm moving too fast
Couple good drinks Patron with the ice
Come to my suite
Baby you could spend the night
Say you moving too fast
Said I'm moving too fast

Y'all be gossiping more than the barber shop
Walked up in the shop
Everybody looking shocked
Why all the talking stopped?
Maybe, cause I was the one being talked about
Looking at your face

I can tell you don't know what this money 'bout
Four accounts, can't bounce
Nigga, check the amount
I took a pill getting drowsy now
Gotta finish this verse, can't write it down
Early flight, now I'm out of town
Freaking out, all I see is clouds

Hawaii looking nice man. Why every time I leave L. A
it's an earthquake?
Why every time I leave home, bitches thirsty?
Saying she be with a nigga all night
Telling her friends that I'm the only girl that he like
You gotta lot to learn young man
To all your loyal fans, I hope they understand
If I ever get the chance to say "Hi"

Prolly wave good-bye at the same time
Say I'm moving too fast
They say I'm moving too fast
Couple good drinks Patron with the ice
Come to my suite
Baby you could spend the night
Say you moving too fast
Said I'm moving too fast
If I ever get the chance to say "Hi"

Prolly wave good-bye at the same time
Say I'm moving too fast
They say I'm moving too fast
Couple good drinks Patron with the ice
Come to my suite
Baby you could spend the night
Say you moving too fast
Said I'm moving too fast

tyga - stimulated

[Intro]
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout
All a nigga hear is my chains clinkin' back and forth right now, nigga
Fuck with me

[Hook]
Why the fuck you so opinionated?
Sayin' how you do it but they ain't did it, baby
You need a demonstration
This is how you get richer, baby
I'm stimulated
I'm at the bank, I'm penetratin'
I'm puttin' in, I'm penetratin'
I'm gettin' big, I'm stimulated
I touched the bitch, she disintegrated
Up in flames, I've been the flamest
I've been the hottest, you've been the lamest
I've been on the plane, you've been complainin'
Fuck the codefendant, pistol whip the plaintiff
Hit the mall, then we skip arraignment
They say she young, I should've waited
She a big girl, dog when she stimulated

[Verse]
Hit Sin City and syndicate it
All the time on the strip in Vegas
I got the juice but I ain't Minute Maid it
But a nigga made it just minutes later
Shut the fuck and let me finish, baby
I'll let you finish later
Why the fuck you so opinionated?
Yeah you book smart but don't be gettin' paper
Shootin' craps at the wind
Gettin' back to back wins
Made 20 bands playin' features
And I don't need a feature for this
Nigga I'm T-R-A, triple double
Every time I ball, man that's triple double
Tom Ford, Balmain, that's triple stuntin'
Tryna get a nut only gets you nothin'
So I don't give a fuck who these niggas datin'
Tsunami the Rollie, my wrist is flooded
How the fuck can these niggas hate it
When these bitches love it, man this shit is funny
All I can do is laugh, all I can do is laugh
They try to count me out, all day I'm doin' math
All I can do is add, multiply, multiply
All day I'm doin' math, but we won't divide
You ain't got the flow, you ain't got the heart
You be on your mark but you're never ready
You just talkin' shit, I can smell your breath
Sayin' what you do, but can't help yourself

[Hook]
Why the fuck you so opinionated?
Sayin' how you do it but they ain't did it, baby
You need a demonstration
This is how you get richer, baby
I'm stimulated
I'm at the bank, I'm penetratin'
I'm puttin' in, I'm penetratin'
I'm gettin' big, I'm stimulated
I touched the bitch, she disintegrated
Up in flames, I've been the flamest
I've been the hottest, you've been the lamest
I've been on the plane, you've been complainin'
Fuck the codefendant, pistol whip the plaintiff
Hit the mall, then we skip arraignment
They say she young, I should've waited
She a big girl, dog when she stimulated

[Bridge]
She a big girl, dog
Fuck what they talkin' about, nigga
She a big girl, dog
I'm gonna do what the fuck I wanna do when I wanna do
She a big girl, dog
I'm puttin' in, I'm penetratin'
I'm gettin' big, I'm stimulated

[Outro]
Might take her home, gon' and dinner plate it
I don't heat it up, don't microwave it
She already hot, she sizzle baby
No salt and pepper, she been the flavour
I'ma stimulate her, yeah simple, baby
Fuck with me, then I fuck with you
You don't fuck with me, my nigga fuck you too
She a big girl, dog
She a big girl, dog
She a big girl, dog
I'm puttin' in, I'm penetratin'
I'm gettin' big, I'm stimulated

tyga - word on the street

Word on the street I got gold bricks

Word on the street I got gold bricks
Put kinggold chains on yo bitch
Let'her cry for me, that?s hooty and a blowfish
She gon blow dick til she pop, how many licks?
Blow this popsicle, stand quick
Insane niggas, getting bent in a Bentley
Hothead trigger nigga, don?t tempt me
Make that ass shake like a Wendy?s frosty (frost bit)
In the middle week, Jebediah
I?m the great Alexander Empire
Bubble gum, put shrimp on yo dinner
Rocky Balboa, heart of a lion
Tyga, not to be fucked with, tyrant
On the highest level, top of mount Zion
She said she never fucked me, but she?s lyin
Team so strong, could?ve been the Minnesota Viking, fuck it!
Two tears nigga in a bucket
You don?t like me and bitch I love it
Livin life reckless, gold bitch stay nugget
Step on curry, got 30 in the luggage
Fuck that bitch, she?ll never get a lover
Timbuktu, reincarnated king Musa
Talkin bout medusa, these niggas just losers
You ain?t even do shit, I?m the coach that?s coolest
T ruler, sharp shooter, red ruga, not human
Lex Luthor, super mutant, still bruising
Steel chrome, still ruthless, translucent
Probably the best to do this

Ho I ain?t gotta prove shit
The proof?s in the bank bitch
Do this shit for my kids? kids
In the papadoce, you don?t even know what that is nigga

Word on the street I got gold bricks
Word on the street I got gold bricks

Heath Ledger, pill poppin, no jokin
Stanley Kubrick, eyes wide die opened
So doctor, this ain?t Broadwayin
Tom foolery, yall niggas horse playin
Most hated cuz the crib most gated
Most cars, a lot of broads, the most dated
Your cars pass through expiration
Second to none, no offense, none taken
Stick up, I?m hijakin em back
I?m the shit bubblewrap, get rap to rap
Flow god, that is so hot
Step on yo back bitch
Now you hunchback and launch from the launchin pad
Lougin at the pack
T-Raw the best rapper in there and I?m flexin 600 grand on my lap
Instagram, take the pilot jet ready
That?s an instant plane
Fuck yall, niggas couch mane
Actin ashamed, don?t be a slave
Put yo check on the table
By the end of the days paid hey hey
Blake fair at the world fair, fuck fair
When them near smell roast in the air
Oh yea? Who that nigga with the big ass gat?
That?s me with the big ass gat
It?s a sabertooth
Hater eat yo life in a big ass flash
No pork on my plate, nigga still goin ham

Word on the street I got gold bricks
Word on the street I got gold bricks

Word on the street I got gold bricks

tyga