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- Tyga Day One 歌詞
- Tyga
- 500 grand eat lobster tails
Hope the niggas got what for sale
So much money no fingernails
White body engine and a tail
Chrome lips V12
Kiss the king but dont kiss and tell
So many rings need a Jordan deal
T-Raws its aint all for sale
Just bought a swiss account
Hunneds stay the same at this amount
LK show you what thats about
Hard to check a nigga when the checks that bounce
F**k around drop out of class
Made millions now my teacher mad
She need a job and I give her that
Young nigga with big stacks
Buy my style and aint gave it back
How you think brought you the raw rap
How you think taught you the phantom rap
Gold plates Im reflectin that
Every day my birthday nigga LA my birthplace
This aint a race but Im first place
I never f**ked with you in the first place
We on a different pace nigga so long
I aint the nigga you could hold on
Ride the wave or just float on
Get off my back Im tryna lead on
Always home when the heats on
When its cold shoulders niggas be gone
Niggas be gone
Im still the same nigga same bitches we know
No difference been me since day one
Real nigga since day one
Cuz I aint promised day two
Talkin bout what Im going through
But who the f**k aksed you
Im still the same nigga same bitches we know
No difference been me since day one
Real nigga since day one
Cuz I aint promised day two
Talkin bout whatIm going through
But who the f**k aksed you
Aksed you aksed you
Aksed you aksed you
Aksed you aksed you
But who the f**k aksed you
Who dat be Who dat be
Who dat be Thats me bitch
Who dat be Who dat be
Who dat be Thats me bitch
Niggas wanna talk dont cross the line
I murder them motherf**kers every time
Niggas wanna talk dont cross the line
I murder them motherf**kers every time
Its a thin line between love and hate
A thin line between real and fake
Keep a nigga based on shape ass shake
She gon make it clap vibrate
Give me room 50 feet all in my space
Im the one you face and dont hesitate
See me layin on yo back
Man eat this shell like its Pac mane
Do it under one tape what you say
T-Raw to blame T-Raw to blame
Got a piggy bank
Pretty model sittin next to me - thats accessory
Dont be sassin me
How do you have the audacity
When a verse gotta bring cash to me
I be gassin me you wanna crash on me
Have yo head where yo feet should be
Laid out in yo living room
Murder you then watch it on TV
Aint no breaking me breaking news thats me
Headline we can go head up
Like Greenbay Packer hell lit hell yea
He a crazy ape man Im turnt up to ten
F**k with me commence and repent
Mill to the king
Came from the block little hardknock
Lock it up pull me in a cell block I can make it
You aint made shit
You complainin (stop complainin)
Whodat be Who dat be
Who dat be Thats me bitch
Who dat be Who dat be
Who dat be Thats me bitch
Niggas wanna talk dont cross the line
I murder them motherf* *kers every time
Niggas wanna talk dont cross the line
I murder them motherf**kers every time
Who dat be Who dat be
Who dat be Thats me bitch
Who dat be Who dat be
Who dat be Thats me bitch
Niggas wanna talk dont cross the line
I murder them motherf**kers every time
Niggas wanna talk dont cross the line
I murder them motherf**kers every time
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