Tyga - Clique F kn Problem - Remix lyrics

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Tyga - Clique F kn Problem - Remix lyrics

Ain't nobody f**in' with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique I'm T-Raww, young n***a, I'm the sh**, sh**, sh**, sh**, sh** I said ain't nobody f**in' with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique Young Money muhf**a, we the sh**, I be the sh**, we be the sh**, I am the sh** I ball out like San Diego Padres TGIF, thank God, it's Friday Smokey Friday, so high, might fly away Competition small so I live big like Tom Hanks Big bank, 22, n***a don't believe in King Tried everything from selling weed to counterfeits Counter clockwise, clock wise, now we countin' hits Super freak b**hes, made a milly off a p**no flick Good n***a, clean dick, f** her right, she call again I ain't got no time for modellin', show up lookin' how your pictures is b**h, no call to n***as but we at the Ritz Super duper fly n***a so they rub me for a flick Get it? Flick, flick, choppers on the hip Make a band chopper drum clip, I'm T.I. with this Too iLL to re-heal or fix, sun a n***a Eclipse-lotter than Middle East is, pledge allegiance A star, b**h, you the realest? I'm a realist Father son holy spirit, cause I brought the ghost with me Let's tiast to the rose I drive in, you can live in She give me click in my clique, hold up bidness I, got a f**in' prollem, babi on me like a toddler Keep my phone on silent Vibrate, make that a** shake like a violent Colledge girls, homie, why you press like Dylan? I been, everywhere you n***as ain't can't go Where your b**h go? Got her up late Make my dick plank, she gon' drink it straight Rotate, let her friend taste, she from the DMV but I ain't tryna wait Ok, DC, Maryland, them phones, they be wearin' them Shout out my n***a Wale, we be fly like a terrorist Get money like inheritance, that p**y I'ma wear it out Yeah we in the strip club, blowin' money, air it out Talkin' big sh**? Let me show you what I'm talkin' 'bout Stack for the freak show, told her bring the circus out I ain't gettin' married, cause these hoes they just go around Ridin' on the next clique soon as they up and down Cause I'm the n***a, that n***a n***a, they hold me down If it's drama, and if it's drama, I got that loud Told my girl, Jeffrey Dahmer, and eat her out And then I follow, and then I follow, dick in her mouth Ha, they say Tyga only got like one hit sh**, at least a n***a got a hit Banana make her p**y split, p**n star, loose lips Ain't no room in my circle like a hula hoop is, b**h

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