Tyga - Well Done lyrics

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Tyga - Well Done lyrics

[Intro - DJ Drama] Let me let Active Hands talk DJ Active So you know there's no kitchen like our kitchen I don't like that rare, I don't like that medium rare sh** Everything I make is well done baby [Chorus - Tyga] Tell them b**hes I'm the man Money over b**hes n***a that's the plan Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe n***as said they ballin', they in the stands If it ain't about business, don't shake my hand Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe [Verse 1 - Tyga] Pop a, motherf**in' man Walker clear the way, it's an ambulance Fire truck get to the fire in advance Hot flow I just Pop a, motherf**in' man Walker clear the way, it's an ambulance Fire truck get to the fire in advance Hot flow I just I just gave the track a tan Ain't a damn thing, we poppin' champagne Girl say they choosin' rootin' for the other team I put her in the 'vibe', like the magazine You see it's rainin' hundreds, cash get the cream The cream get the money, the money make her scream Nothin' personal it was just a quick fling But now im back to me, paper off the shelf b**h She just wanna get drunk, get f**ed, taste dick Maybe make a new friend, get in Benz with him This ain't no simple life, you dancin' with a star b**h Yeah, so keep my spotlight bright 'Cause I'ma be in it all night [Chorus - Tyga] Tell them b**hes I'm the man Money over b**hes n***a that's the plan Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe n***as said they ballin', they in the stands If it ain't about business, don't shake my hand Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe [Verse 2 - Tyga] All about my paper ain't another feelin' greater Came up like elevators, now I ball like a Laker They like my freestyles, but they gon' have to pay me Candy red 'Maro tell them b**hes now or later 6 speed brand new car smell flavored Look up in the sky, thank God that we major It's tax to be made, world full of danger So we gon' count it underneath the table to be safer Ace paid in full, all hundreds big j**els Stones kinda heavy, Slick Rick the rule Gotti got a 'Nali, man the raws in the groups See me Pauly out the roof Son flyin' in the coupe She love it 'cause the feelin' f**in' on a million Fly you in the mornin' right now, we chillin' Stuck in the moment, then she back to her life I'm back to the money, 'cause money my life [Chorus - Tyga] Tell them b**hes I'm the man Money over b**hes n***a that's the plan Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe n***as said they ballin', they in the stands If it ain't about business, don't shake my hand Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe Everything I do well-well-well-well done hoe

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