[Tyga]
b**h, it's T-Raww, blood on my paws
Big booty chick back a n***a to the wall
Never get involved, murder every bar
sh** so illegal, get a green card
Different cars, different from y'all
I work hard, you work at the mall
Pa** a b**h off like my n***a John Wall
f** her in the dark, gimme the light, Sean Paul
Yeah, b**h I do this sh**
Colder than a motherf**ing penguin lip
And my b**h p**y fire gotta extinguish sh**, Lebron James and sh**
Got heat super freak Rick James ya b**h, leave a stain and sh**
On ya couch in ya house like brotherman
Hanging like Mr. Cooper hand, damn.
[Chorus]
Posing, Heisman [x3]
[Honey Cocaine]
Yo, got a Asian b**h on my left side
Another Asian b**h, right, right side
They might send your a** off to the next side
b**h hold your damn breath 'cause you might die
Got a group of bad b**hes and I feel good
Oh you're hungry? Too bad 'cause my meal's good
And I shouldn't beat a broad, yet I still would
But I don't tryna be bad 'cause the deals good
Yeah, now look I got the urge to feed them off some doggy sh**
Type of stuff to make them feel like alcohol and potent sh**
Hold the b**h, just sold the b**h, f** you pay me is what I told the b**h
You can't walk or talk, I own you b**h
Please don't make me hot, I'm the coldest b**h (agh)
[Chorus]
Posing, Heisman [x3]
[Tyga]
Well, running from the cop, boy born to k**
Hand me the lock, bring it to your front door, doorbell
Knock knock, who there? Houdini disappear
Got green, John Deere. More green, Paul Pierce
Amazing win shot, you my son, I adopt, dop dop
Pacman, that's for opening your mouth
Bust a nut, kick her out, lit a cigarette now
Put the cigarette down, I'm the sh**, loose bowels
Wow, Laughing, did I say that out loud?
n***a getting busy like I work downtown
On to the next if she don't f** right now (right now)
Harder than a pipe, can't pipe down
What you n***as talking about?
Man I'm what your b**h is talking about
Two months then an album out
Careless world drop, pewm, then I'm out.
[Chorus]
Posing, Heisman [x3]
[Honey Cocaine]
If a b**h f** around, I might go off
My advice is you better get down to go
You came to shop at the mall, but I bought the stores
I got a box of j**els, I call it pot of gold
Call the cops to go, as my pockets grow
Get the chains and the rings and the watches, bro
And I boxed a s*ut, I just boxed a hoe
You tryna pa** me b**h? It ain't possible, nah
Cool as f**, I suggest you dress for the weather b**h
Is forever sh**, whenever b**h
What's a who*e to a queen? Whatever b**h!
I crop a kid, it's a hot to sh**
Its some Gucci, Louis, fendi, Prada sh**
Tell them eat a dick, you ain't not a b**h
Find me in the club where my partners is
(Schwagg, B-b*tch!)
[Chorus]
Posing, Heisman [x3]
(b**h I'm The sh**)