Tyga - T‐Rawww lyrics

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Tyga - T‐Rawww lyrics

T-raww, T-raww, T-raww, T-raww I don't give a f-ck at all T-raww, T-raww, T-raww, T-raww I don't give a f-ck at all Last King, Golds on My colar bone fresh Got that immortal technique flow Tech N9ne's, tech decks Finger boards flip a b**h Thailand pick a b**h Its my land I take a sh** anywere, skat and piss Lazereth king of the the snapback habitat Flashback..flash bangs leave you f-cken trapped Leave you face swoll leave a cabbage pach punching bag Doctor Seuss n***as you's a p**y cat in a hat Rolling that papers like wiz papers Cash takers put you in a cast cuz your pocket's breaking The heart breaker, f-ck her once never date her The Money chaser, no chase f-ck a savings I got that ready, jelly, spread it to all my n***as So they spend it spend it like ring a round the rosie Okie dokey got a bad Spanish b**h like Kobe The most low key n***a you don't know me Im..... T-raww, T-raww, T-raww, T-raww I don't give a f-ck at all T-rawww, T-rawww, T-rawww, T-rawww I don't give a f-ck at all Like Cam Newton I'm number 1 Hand picked my hand guns Ima cowboy like marion Barber cut your hair for fun 02 I'm on one 105 to Compton YG just hit me said these b**hes got these tatts done With my name on em That's a damn shame Cuz I changed homie I changed my damn name To T-raw, don't look at me Get chopped like butcher meat Gold chains like Mr. T Your girl face in my toilet seat (haha) My n***as they be trippin Yo sh** weak but boi you aint different My show sold your show? Ya'll mini me's, I'm prolific I progress, no stress More s** she gon give it No Robin Gibbons I f-cked that hoe Nas f-cked that hoe Sleeping on me don't you ever get to comfortable Young Money........ Last King......... When you see me coming call me by new name T-raww, T-raww, T-raww, T-raww I don't give a f** at all T-raww, T-raww, T-raww, T-raww I don't give a f** at all

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