Tyga - Young Money lyrics

Ha! Tyga, One verse wouldn't hurt., Pharell said f** ya' n***as, Ha ha ha, shame on you b**h, Let the streets know, Let the streets know. [Verse 1] Tyga Who the hottest n***as out boy, young money We could buy you n***as out if we really wanted Car transformin, the grill george foreman What i paid for was your house plus mortgage Rap borin' and you n***as ain't even tourin' I just bought a fly b**h now that b**h tourin My swag soarin sharper than source award wards is Award me best horror Tyga monster Willy wonk ya welcome to my chocolate f**ers Cherry pop em' like bubble wrap in the boxes That girl boppa be tweetin all the homies watch her Binoculars the only way you gone see me partner My life is awsome i'm on so you know she off one I'm in zone home girl stop co*k blockin' b**h roosters on my watch rubies tick tockin' Young money goblins we are a f**in' problem [hook] Tyga b**h im young money, b**h im young money, b**h im young money, b**h im young money, b**h im young money, b**h im young money, b**h im young money, b**h im young money, b**h im young money, b**h im young,