(Verse 1: Tyga)
One shot, bomboclat
b**hes jumping on my dick, hopping like it's hopscotch
Booty pop, my b**h don't wear that she prolly a** shots
I dont give a f**, I f** em all till they p**y ouch
Potty mouth, oochie wally, bang, bang then I'm out
Once upon a f**ing time, had your b**h up in my house
Cooking grits and riding dick
Swear she the best chef around
Pop that p**y, now let me see you doo doo brown
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Tell these b**h n***as it's they time of the month, time of the month
n***as want beef but I eat that sh**, eat eat everything well done
I'm so far in the clouds I can barely hear
All that sh** you rocking, boy that was last year
GOAT's here, n***as steer my style like a stop deer
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Pump fear
To you b**hes heart, Suge without the beard
Man, all these new n***as weird
They all lining up to come and see the last king
(Hook Tyga)
I get money, I make money
I take money, them b**hes 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 motherf**er 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 f**ed your dime and now she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the p**y in my palm
She put on a n***a and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullsh**, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
Gemini?
Scorpio, let me f** from behind
However you want it, baby
Light the blunts, blunts and close your eyes
Real n***a doe, real n***a doe
Gotta freak b**h 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
n***as steal my lines and say they don't, there go another new quote
Im fresh off the boat, n***a let's toast
Young Money real, y'all sh** just a hoax
Made a fairy tale, busy on a float
Why would I lie?
Forever under oath, I'm
So f**ing 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
f**ing with them finer things, pull up on your b**h and say
(Hook Tyga)
I get money, I make money
I take money, them b**hes 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 motherf**er 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 3: Tyga)
Man, I f**ed your dime
Still in my prime
Young d, I'm freshest n***a 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 motherf**ing pottymouth
I'm bout whatever, I'm bout whatever
Man I do it, do it better
All bad b**hes in my house
I'm a motherf**er, f** her then I kick her out
I'm bout whatever, I'm bout whatever
Man I do it, do it better
(Verse 4: Busta Rhymes)
Cannibal, I eat you raw meat
I'm raw with beats
So scavenger with it, n***a look like Jaws with feet
You don't want it, b**h
Yall n***as know I get gully, what you want?
Listen close, y'all don't hear how the beat get ugly when a motherf**er come through?
Excuse me b**h
Please let me k** it just a little bit and let a n***a do what he do
Movie sh**, that tec make a n***as wanna vomit spit
You n***as already knew
She keep on fronting n***as, 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 n***a climbing up another milli
Then we shining till a n***a blind them, up until it k**s me
Forth and back and my dying is a n***a til it pulls up on the track
Then I'mma die sixty n***as 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 b**hes 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 sh** that I'm doing
And the way that we moving
Get it popping, never stopping, k** 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 sh** down
Every time I come and then I lock sh** down
Til I come up place n***as better drop that crown
Ever here, 'fore I pop you clowns
And I go erase n***as!