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Dienstag, 6. September 2011

Tyga Ft. Lil Wayne - I'm On It Lyrics N Video



Tyga - I'm On It Lyrics and Video

[Tyga]
I’m on it, I’m on it
I’m on it, I’m on it
If we talkin’ bout money b-tch

[Tyga - Verse 1]
Snap back chiller
gold chain n-gga
(?) no tigger, tyga b-tches
hundred proof liquor(?)
live no liver
theres hoes on this muthaf-cking strip, stripping
a n-gga no different
so we hold the heat though
smash on the b-tch brains looking like meatloaf
the hoe know me close she lying, Leo’s
pedigree and swag is so cold, zero
hop in Medino, oops I meant Medina,
life is a b-tch better know how to treat her
I don’t get in between, my goal be to win
young money heisman rookies of the year

[Chorus]

[Tyga - Verse 2]
Raise hell boy hell yeah I’m hot hello
boy yellow, but my b-tch back from the ghetto
with the flow watch it pop, sizzle
you feeling me, better break fast mc griddles
I ain’t finna slow down, keep running your mouth
I’m running the real estate, party in the f-cking house
my n-ggas is loud in the lobby they can’t turn us down
(?)DJ TAGS(?)
I run town all day 24 miles
150 on the dash can’t even count
keep f-cking b-tch, ain’t sh-t to talk about


[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Be-best Rapper C.E.O.
Fine as wine flow
Pinot Grigio
N-ggas cant f-ck with me
Leave the bitches,Need the hoes
Life is a motherf-cker gamble, Peter Rose
Momma taught me well, Kush and the L
Paper everywhere like books just fell
More money to make, More p-ssy to smell
Like yea imma Libra like put that on a scale
New Orleans n-gga with my dick up in my right hand
Young Money n-gga money longer then a lifespan
Still go to sleep with my Bible on my nightstand
Flyer then a bitch and you ain’t even got cha flight plan

I’m on it..I’m on it..Tuneche!..yea..SooWoo…Soo Woo Trill
hahahaha,
yeaaa


Dienstag, 19. Juli 2011

Tyga - Well Done 2 Lyrics


Tyga - Well Done 2 Lyrics

well, well done! well, well done! well, well done!
finish him!
well, well done! well, well done! well, well done!
finish him!

treat my dick like a dog bitch fetch
i put it down your throat then i buss it on your neck
t-killer i’ma mess homer simpson in the flesh
yeah i’m doper then syringe f-ck yo bitch and all her friends
make amends for all my sins i ain’t trippin on a bitch
i’m a bull give me wings too many tats on my skin
you know my rank nigga if you speakin’ come proper
hit you with a shot like boom shaka laka
knock your ass to your feet like too much vodka
i’m hotter than a 2 dollar pistol from a rasta
yeah they call me tyga with a heart of mufassa
nigga i ain’t lyin, hard to find like a fossil
i’ll be outta here king shit like cairo
asian nigga kick you in the face tai bo
i’m rising with the heat on these niggas like pyro
i’m just freestylin a nigga young and wildin’
lord i done suffered thru too many years
and we done shed so so many tears
lost many peers no memories
just misery killing all my enemies
f-ck her til she can’t see f-ck until we can’t breath
knock knock who there, dez nuts in your face
bitch i’m eatin get a plate
all my niggas do the same most my homies hoover gang
uh larry hoover, lawrence taylor, giant glocks
patch your eye like a raider
too many bitches call it p-ssy mania
niggas tryna ball, swag, i don’t do favors
pac shit middle finger, finger f-ck who ever hating
i’m the shit ya’ll niggas constipated
f-ck yo bitch its easy even to a caveman
i’m good, make it, make it rain til the roof cave in
85 laker, high rise, purple lasers
marc jacobs famous like the morning laser
no patients leave her in the lobby waiting
vacation nigga i ain’t talking vegas

well, well done! well, well done! well, well done!
finish him!

Freitag, 15. April 2011

Tyga - Never Be The Same Lyrics


Tyga - Never Be The Same Lyrics

chorus:
never will i be the same… came with the fame
we just party cause, i’ve got a name,
for them life is the same, (the same)
but man, i will never be the same!

as i held every prayer, my wing to the stage,
grab a … oxygen, don’t …
never afraid, never go green, amj is win the game.
feeling like a.. wishing things now was like back in the day!
got a big brick, so you won’t let no kick,
now everybody…
but what you wait?
sleeping on me, you won’t wake,
is a killer looking in my eyes, you will see, will you, nigger?

chorus:
never will i be the same… came with the fame
we just party cause, i’ve got a name,
for them life is the same,
but man, i will never be the same!

rolling down the window, holler new…
how i let these bimbos and my girl find out no more
bring your car out for me!
she…. is only nineteen.
fuck that battle race, been these chains, oh chains for less case!
more money, more money,
young money, your money,
i just tell ‘em fuck off!
these new niggers are past!
…to a tiger and a shock.
and you wonder why i’m off the….
bitch, cause bad, bitch, to the bone!

chorus:
never will i be the same… came with the fame
they just party cause i’ve got a name,
for them life is the same,
but man, i will never be the same!

i will never be the same…
nigger got a… every shit getting into,
nigger, i’ll be kinda hostile, i’m numb,
go to the play, cause it’s fun,
what you think … coconuts to a drug that i’m dumb?
tell that girl…
you can be my little second mom,
when i’ m done, take my kids, aha!
yeah, you like that, your keys in your…
don’t …come to the king, had to…

chorus:
never will i be the same… came with the fame
they just party cause i’ve got a name,
for them life is the same,
but man, i will never be the same!
i will never be the same!
i will never be the same!
i will never be the same!


Tyga Ft. Lloyd - Real Tonight Lyrics


Tyga Ft. Lloyd - Real Tonight Lyrics

it's getting real tonight, you make the only bitch on my mind
i can make you feel alright, but i ain't gonna fuss a fight
every girl i see i like, so why wanna waste your time?
you got a deal ha? i'm …
ya i'm for real love, i'm right, … real tonight

my time ticker on tres, fucking all night, midnight sex
she ride like my old bitch, but she already knew that
she feel me even when i'm gone, pillows between her legs, now she comfortable
extend your back, … when the shit explode, boom
picture me … down for life, i flash too bright, picture won’t look right
i need god advice dealing with these ladies mice
girls like … enter the next flight

it's getting real tonight, you make the only bitch on my mind
i can make you feel alright, but i ain't gonna fuss a fight
every girl i see i like, so why wanna waste your time?
you got a deal ha? i'm …
ya i'm for real love, i'm right, … real tonight

iphone just filled with hoes, conversation goes, back and forth
what you doing? chilling like eskimos?
bet i eat your pussy good like vegetables
nasty, nigger but you like it though
freaky ass … she ride me like carnivos
and i'm horny though, sex in the morning though
hormones got my snowboard going …
vertigo, dizzy on my love boat, heard she got a party mouth
watch your ass …
damn we fuck again, she ain't my lover, we just … friends

it's getting real tonight, you make the only bitch on my mind
i can make you feel alright, but i ain't gonna fuss a fight
every girl i see i like, so why wanna waste your time?
you got a deal ha? i'm …
ya i'm for real love, i'm right, … real tonight.




Montag, 4. April 2011

"Hypnotized" Lyrics - Tyga


"Hypnotized" Lyrics - Tyga

uh, just bought a condo downtown, high as f-ck
27th, floor all the b-tches down to f-ck
big donkey butt, ciroc coconut
big gulps, drink it all like a slurpee cup
brain freeze, ice like a hockey puck
london town, westwood, what the f-ck is up?
just checked my account, another hundred thou’
n-ggas sendin’ me money like i’m paypal
wait pal, pow pow, 40 cal
smith n wessun, make a wrestler whistle loud
i’m in the grocery store, can’t even walk the aisles
ya girls see me, nah, i’m takin’ pictures with a smile
sunlight reflectin’ off my gold skin
last king killing everything you dressin’ in
blacks, mexicans say, when your shit goin drop?
i tell em, careless world probly goin’ make the world stop
vibrate your soul, make your p-ssy pop
presidential suite, tip the bell hop
i speak a language, your money like a c-note
spitting my phlegm on pictures birds and eagles
i’m on a mission to mars, don cheadle
i’m a legend to ya’ll ordinary people
from hollywood to cerritos
the black beatles, and i aint even got a single
and living single
all my diamonds seem clear
louie trunks in my living room b-tches stare
who is this young? how’d he manage to make it here
the future is ours, robotic sports car
paid for, therefore, beach chair just chillin’
i don’t eat pork and i’ve never tried chillins
its hard living in hell, why should demons avail?
turn into a human shell
hate you ’cause they hate themselves
haah, blood thinner, poppin’ pills to stay balanced
on or off the road, everydays a challenge
i need a studio, book me room a achalice?
i gotta go its gettin’ late and i aint got my license

cop pull me over and shit, asking why i was driving reckless
i told i’m i was a rapper, look at my watch
sstill gave me a ticket though

black thoughts in my eyes got me hypnotized
black thoughts in my eyes got me hypnotized
black thoughts in my eyes got me hypnotized
open your mind
black thoughts in my eyes got me hypnotized
black thoughts in my eyes got me hypnotized
black thoughts in my eyes got me hypnotized
open your mind


Dienstag, 29. März 2011

"Reminded" Lyrics - Tyga Ft. Adele


"Reminded" Lyrics - Tyga Ft. Adele


she said if you love me let me know
if you don’t then let me go

[tyga - verse 1]
the memories soon fade, why couldn’t they be erased
you hoping it’s just a phase, your heart’ll heal within days
some people think it’s wrong, being single isn’t right
but you hurt the right person you’ll be wrong all your life
inevitable to let you go, separate the sexual
feelings when i’m close to you, f-cking til’ the sky is blue
morning time, home fries, cooking with your t-shirt on
panties, bra, damn i eat you good when you take it off
ha, damn i’m nasty, i mean you make me nasty
going the extra mile flying just to make me happy
did it all, too much wasn’t enough
now it’s gone but sometimes i sit and hope

[adele]
i hoped you’d see my face and that you’d be reminded
i hate to turn out up out of the blue uninvited
but i couldn’t stay away, i couldn’t fight it
i couldn’t stay away, i couldn’t fight it

i hoped you’d see my face and that you’d be reminded
i hate to turn out up out of the blue uninvited
but i couldn’t stay away, i couldn’t fight it
i couldn’t stay away, i couldn’t fight it

[tyga - verse 2]
whatever ever happened to love and being happy
infatuated with lust, i loved you and now i’m backwards
time is of the essence, i broke it, took it for granted
love is like art, heartbroken on the canvas
painted the perfect picture, you seemed to never get it
colors prevail and you turn into a f-cking monster
schizophrenic, nicknames bonnie and clyde
now doctors calling us mr. and mrs. high
how do you manage but still do you
can’t compromise, we all equal opportunists
it’s when i’m level headed they aiming to take my head off
birds flock together, tell bitches i’m throwing bread off
cold, women, fall in love getting splintered?
strictly plutonic, only thing she want is dinner
i can’t fuck with her, get her some tonic, gin, liquor
she might let me lick her, now she miss me sayin

[adele]
i hoped you’d see my face and that you’d be reminded
i hate to turn out up out of the blue uninvited
but i couldn’t stay away, i couldn’t fight it
i couldn’t stay away, i couldn’t fight it

i hoped you’d see my face and that you’d be reminded
i hate to turn out up out of the blue uninvited
but i couldn’t stay away, i couldn’t fight it
i couldn’t stay away, i couldn’t fight it

[tyga]
angels in the a.m., sin on my flesh
girls in the p.m., excuses pms
they all wanna love em, call em ms. next
spirit of a hustler, i only chase checks
go home
i ain’t tryna do you wrong
i’d rather be alone
just sittin on the throne


Donnerstag, 10. März 2011

"Lap Dance" Lyrics - Tyga


"Lap Dance" Lyrics - Tyga

being so bad man, big whose, lap dance
ass so fat need a lap dance
ass so fat i need a lap dance
being so bad man, big whose, lap dance
ass so fat need a lap dance
ass so fat i need lap dance

shoot straight killer, max payne, travis porter, make it rain
young money gang, put you on a tain all my bitches fly, put you on a plane
hundreds in your face, why you broke boy?
and after shot city but i make the illinois
let you pride gone walk it out
in the bank and i'm only cashing large amounts
one one two, two big what it do? three, three, four four, drop it to the floor
five five six six, rub a hundred …, seven seven eight eight, make that ass shake

being so bad man, big whose, lap dance
ass so fat need a lap dance
ass so fat i need a lap dance
being so bad man, big whose, lap dance
ass so fat need a lap dance
ass so fat i need lap dance

is raining ass and titties, yeah, ass and titties
if you ain't throwing money, mind your fucking business
floss like the dentist, denis the menace,
roam a crazy niggers probably get a life sentences
shove it in the tank, attacking bite you bitches
swag a jack and biting on like you niggers
like conscious rappers mad cause we win it
snug long nose call it scotty pipping
ahh, got like 200k large, in the back seat of my car
like see alice i got hard, motherfucker
one one two, two big what it do? three, three, four four, drop it to the floor
five five six six, rub a hundred …, seven seven eight eight, make that ass shake

being so bad man, big whose, lap dance
ass so fat need a lap dance
ass so fat i need a lap dance
being so bad man, big whose, lap dance
ass so fat need a lap dance
ass so fat i need lap dance

make it, make it, make it clap
make it, make it, make it clap
make it, make it, make it clap
make it, make it, make it clap
one one two, two big what it do? three, three, four four, drop it to the floor
five five six six, rub a hundred …, seven seven eight eight, make that ass shake

being so bad man, big whose, lap dance
ass so fat need a lap dance
ass so fat i need a lap dance
being so bad man, big whose, lap dance
ass so fat need a lap dance
ass so fat i need lap dance.


Sonntag, 6. Februar 2011

"Really Raw" Lyrics - Tyga Ft. Pharrell, Game & Snoop


"Really Raw" Lyrics - Tyga Ft. Pharrell, Game & Snoop

Uh, in this world after one thing
Get ya money man, like ya uncle told me
Haven’t slept since, cause my dreams real big
I aint even rich yet, so get up off my d-ck bitch
Oh shit haters through the mist, on some g-shit
Low clip, pop gun, hot toast, noodle shit
You a little noodle drip, watch a shark eat the fish
Ever seen piranha, it’s like the movie jaws again
Leave a n-gga barbershop, chop his top, head gone
Too fly, three strong, nick name, gold bones
What the f-ck you boys want
Roll on you like a joint
Talk behind a n-gga back but muthaf-cka don’t you point

KFC by the bucket, thats really raw
AK’s you can’t tuck it, thats really raw
Watching porno’s on the iPad, thats really raw
Lamourghini’s with the wide baggage, really raw

It’s that raw from the crippers, pyru’s and strippers
Homie, you could tip her, but I already get her
Harder than I did her, same sh-t, get no different
Aint no fun if the homies can’t hit it
Bitches, ice cold heart make you shiver
I got the flow, make summer turn winter
Ch-ch-chilly raw cheese stick made up in Philly
I come in peace like a hippy
Piece on my chain, grandma say that silly
The new sports car, retard, Timmy
Watching porno’s on the ipad, illy
Tryna follow my style, don’t get dizzy muthaf-cka what you know ’bout

Jerseys with the stealers, thats really raw
20 n-ggas on four wheelers, thats really raw
Going green, thats so cool, thats really raw
My jacket smell like jet fuel, it’s killing y’all

Just bought a ’77 baby blue cadillac
Run it down, set it off, let it off, get back
Diss this twist, this is one of my flavas
Guerilla’s, lions and tigers, they all of my neighbours
Swinging from a vine, like step in my limelight
My kids and my wife and my life got my mind right
Now, what do you do when they spray with the AK
Retaliate n-gga cause ya life full of melee
We got the heat for the street, let me that dough
Ya boy talkin like we don’t know
Blast pass with the forks, no you rollin’ with the locusts
Been the pimpest and the hippest and I’ve always been the dopest
Peep my style

Louie bags you can’t order, thats really raw
Miami cribs on blue water, thats really raw
Blood making the game redder, thats really raw
N-gga we hot like Mayweather, it’s killin’ y’all
P stand for Pacqiauo n-gga

California nas
I’m more raw than red snapper in the pacific ocean
More raw than the brick as soon as you split it open
Talkin’, the kitchen smokin,
Talkin’ the pots bubbling
I got the blueberry on deck but not muffins
My glock stuffed in my Levi’s
My levis on the buttersoft leather, (2012)
Panamera four door Porsche
My chick named Porsche
They two in the same, my stick game is torcher
Monday night raw, got n-ggas in figure four locks
Hit the block YO, you would think it was Fort locks
I don’t rap for Billboard spots
I just wanna f-ck as many bitches as I can and cop some more drops, raw

Gargling with champagne, thats really raw
Classic millionaire frames, thats really raw
White tee’s and Jordan 3′s, thats really raw
Windmilling with them shits on, killin’ y’all
n-gga, raw


Sonntag, 5. Dezember 2010

Tyga – Drink The Night Away Lyrics and Video


Tyga – Drink The Night Away Lyrics

Uh, line full of b-tches
hard fine b-tches
the shit that I’m smokin’ got me higher than tuition
wanna know whats goin’ on let me paint a picture
and if ya aint around lemme give ya a description
corks everywhere, hoes everywhere
loud music playin’ heavy smoke in the air
its cups everywhere, flashin’ lights
bottles of Patron, sittin’ in the ice like…

Its a celebration
bottles by the cases
tonight we goin’ all get wasted
then we goin’ take off like spaceships
Oh, and I dont really want her to leave

Order bottle after bottle
She say she cant drink, ay shut up b-tch swallow
(we gon’ drink the night away, we gon’ drink the night away)
Ah Mr. Rose Raw
2 piece suit cuff link on the arm
Sex on the beach and some shots for these broads
And bring the biggest bottle of Moet for my dawgs
We on the couch leanin’ on the wall
My old b-tch hit me said I seen you with them hoes
but I’m turnt up so a n-gga lost his phone
I gotta find a freak take her home
hit the light like uhhhh
same day different chick ya’ll
took girls all around the world up on Crenshaw
in and out the crib back and forth like ping pong
me and Game got the hoe jumpin’ Kriss Kross
I’m the shit so piss off
better yet, find me somethin’ to piss on
I’m too drunk, how I take it this far
wake up, and do it all again tomorrow

Its a celebration
bottles by the cases
tonight we gon’ all get wasted
then we gon’ take off like spaceships
but I dont really want her to leave

Uh, order bottle after bottle
she say she cant drink, ay shut up b-tch swallow
(we goin drink the night away, we goin drink the night away)


Uh, uh sicker than cancer
colder than Aspen
west side ridin’ wit Tyga
Tiger fur inside the Aston
Martin dependin’ on who askin’?
got so many chickens, all my birds in one basket
and thats a coupe for you, retract the roof for you
its a Doggy Dog world, and I can call Snoop for ya
uh thats gangsta, thats fly
yo baby mamas mama would say I’m one hell of a guy
why do I start beefs, why do I drop Phantoms
why I got 7 houses but none in Atlanta
(thats stupid)
nah n-gga smarter than Bill Gates
clap ya hands I do it
with the sound that still make
I know the real Weezy, introduce you to the real Drake
my hoes more patient that Detox fans, they will wait
for me to go um, 10 times platinum
and cop more Patron and hatin’ n-ggas imagine

Its a celebration
tonight we gon’ all get wasted
then we goin’ take off like spaceships
but I dont really want her to leave
dont leave, dont be scared
It aint a game, meet me in the bed
and we gon’ drink the night away
ohh I dont really want you to leave baby
Wooah, I don’t really want you to leave
come celebrate with me baby

Mittwoch, 10. November 2010

Tyga - Cant Be Friends Lyrics and Video


Tyga - Can't Be Friends Lyrics

Whether the game of love ends on a bad note.
Or being honest make the trust grow.
Apparentally it make you argue more.
The more things you throw.
DVD’s and my dirty clothes.
Telling me shutup, I’m leavin’ you.
The reason you ain’t even got one.
It wasn’t true.
Look at her, now look at you.
I know we ain’t perfect.
But I made our world utopia.
How could you not notice?
In denial cause you’re used to losin’.
Put me through, it ain’t the answer to it.
Put on my Vans, take a walk to cool it.
But you was always a test and I’m a student.
Tryin my best,
But I never get the right solutions.
I swear it’s one thing after another one.
F-ck it I’m done.
Am I done?
Mother say I’m too young.


But what that mean?
I took a chance and now I’m playin,
The game of love.
Now it’s never ending.
Forever chasin’.
That first feeling.
On a quest for a womans treasure.
They keep it hidden.
I gotta find love even if it kill me.
(I gotta find love even if it kill me.)
Can run into it anyday.
But knowing me I prolly never meet.
Only speak when a fan speak.
Never chattin’ with a stranger.
But there’s something about this girl that got me thinkin’. (Damn)
I-Phone accidentally called her.
Says hello? Silent moment.
Man, I been missin’ you.
And I know you miss me too.
She sighed then she said,
Thought we’d be together ’till the end.
And this the end.
So good luck with your career.
Cause we can no longer be friends anymore.

Damn.

Tyga - Get Big Lyrics and Video


Tyga - Get Big Lyrics Align Center

Uh
Young Money (w-w-well done)
O-o-o-kay
Its too many bitches too many n-ggas hating
Red seat racing now my car name satan
Real simple you a bitch I got ya bitch naked
Chrome heart hard to love easier to hate me
Okayyy
Its too many bitches too many n-ggas hating
Red seat racing now my car name satan
Real simple you a bitch I got ya bitch naked
Chrome heart, hard to love, easier to hate me
I f-cking hate clowns kill em like Jason
Burner, yea I Pac-trick like Swayze
Crazy cash bank roll roll cookoo mani
I rep California but not like Katy
Perry Middle school ghetto girls used to chase me
Now I’m big now they with me on the Ricther Scale baby
Put ya hands down f-ck opponents and opinions
All the girls love me wrap my dick with a ribbon
Yeah im all business when im chillin we can kick it
My shoes are armadillos Louis Vuitton’n on you n-ggas
Spizzikes, Jays, Airwalkin on the flizzy
Gettin’ head tight when ya high off in the Skizzy


Attendant say im tripping
You don’t hear the captain speaking
I ball all week bitch you barely get weekends
Every show sold, promote it on twitter
Fresher than a baby got her standing the acryllic
Souvenir this motherf-cker high school yea they did it
Best dressed ahhwww n-ggas ain’t ahhhww shit to me
Dear Lord bring the Epiphany
Then let it rain hell flames on my enemies
Don’t be gettin caught where you shouldn’t be
Everything ain’t a house party with the silly strings
bring the b-b-beat the beat to the white meat
You n-ggas can’t see me like mice feet
Head sprung one dose of me’ll have your mind gone
chaser with some blue ciroc now you in the cyclone
Lost in the ozone ain’t you baby
100 things to do before you die lemme show you baby
Gotta watch ya back these days
Count a million in ya faces spend it in a day
Gotta watch ya back these days
Count a million in ya faces spend it in ya face N-gga

Dienstag, 9. November 2010

Tyga - Like Me Lyrics and Video


Tyga - Like Me Lyrics

(Hook)
Uh yea b-tch I’m ballin, bi-ch I’m balling
Betchu n-gga, he ain’t balling (like me)
Yea, b-tches choosing and they calling
Cause I’m balling said they wanna f-ck a n-gga (like me)
And my n-ggas paid, they aint never gotta pay (like me)
Yea b-tch I’m ballin, b-tch I’m balling
Betchu n-gga, he ain’t balling (like me)

Uh, tyga strike, rally paint
I’m the sh-t, b-tch let it stink (let it stink)
rinse your eyes with my holy water, I ain’t gone take her
I know that’s his only daughter, n-gga whatchu thinkin?
This that big bang rapper ballin, huh
I don’t even drink, but she alcoholic
Baby sip it til it’s gone (yea I know it)
Uh, cash like coke, b-tches gotta blow it.
So put your number on this paper, I promise I’ll call
No, I can’t called b-tch I’m lying, I don’t use my phone, sh-t
Sh-t is on silence all day long
I don’t need no interruption when I’m makin you moan
Early morn, wake up, then you yawn
Breakfast in bed, waffles in the little head, Roscoe’s
Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling sh-t
Cause I’m ballin, b-tch

(hook)

Uh, hotel suite, presidential
F-ck you bitchin whatchu been thru
I got two doors homie, one side for my clothes
Another side for my big shoes
Now that’s ballin, don’t think that’s ballin?
Mothaf-cker how would you know it, if you’ve never done it
I turned my engine on loud, wake the neighbor, honey
Life like chocolate when you getting money
Rain, rain dollar bills in my dreams
b-tches fighting for me like it’s Jerry Spring’
But is the summer, winter, they fallin for me
Colder than a coca cola polo, 7 degrees
You know you watch t.v , seperate your mind, please
If you’re the bomb b-tch, why you tryna tick with me
Remove your top, time to pop
She said she like it rough, so I beat it up, p-ssy punch

(Hook)

King lazareth, living on that lavish sh-t(?)
Lose your mind, lose your sense
Pay attention, yea you feeling me
Fill my cup high as trees, relax feel the breeze
All jokes aside, got a mistress on the side
If you ridin for me then you gone ride or die
Ruff Ryder Volume 2 my love
If you wanna party, got a party bus
Capacity us, full moon, brandy glass
So loosen your Gucci baby, lemme spank that ass
Taste so good, blue berry (?)
Berry berry cherry, whip cream on the side
You can applaud that, terminator, I’ll be right back
Say my name, Tyga man, screaming so loud, like I know you can

(hook)

Sound so good; make ya wanna slap your mama
Young money, Tyga Tyga, n-gga

Sonntag, 7. November 2010

Chris Brown, Tyga - Wonder Woman Lyrics and Video


Chris Brown, Tyga - Wonder Woman Lyrics

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Tonight I want me a wonder woman
That can save my life
wanna feel her power right now
a real wonder woman
come be my hero
you can take your cape off
you dont need that to save my heart
you just need to take me, I know you can fly
because I see you in the skies

[Tyga]
Damn she bad damn she bad
heels with the matching bag
mirror with the lips gloss
lick her lips then she laugh
Lady Gaga colored bag
all her frame using that
she could be your magazine, but she aint really into that
oww damn she bad
had to say it twice
its gettin' late
you should spend the night
no rushing thangs
got a whole lot of game
and I'm stuck in my ways
but just for you, I'll change
Polaroid camera put this moment on your freezer
5 in the mornin' yawning, kiss ya while you sleepin'
half awake I can see you peekin'
wake up baby cuz tonight

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Tonight I want me a wonder woman
That can save my life
wanna feel her power right now
a real wonder woman
come be my hero
you can take your cape off
you dont need that to save my heart
you just need to take me, I know you can fly
because I see you in the skies


[Tyga]
all shit aside
I love the way you walk
you got that indie glow
give me some time to watch
freeze freeze you put my heart into anesthesia
I love you 'round the clock, wont stop till I get enough
overtime overtime I put in for that valentine
know you appreciate it baby lingerie (?)
lets get naked, rip our clothes off
Im the doctor you my nurse in a uniform
head game outta control, super heroes on the floor
bruce banner beat it up
then I turn into the hulk
be my Betty Ross
make the bed rock (all night long)

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Tonight I want me a wonder woman
That can save my life
wanna feel her power right now
a real wonder woman
come be my hero
you can take your cape off
you dont need that to save my heart
you just need to take me, I know you can fly
because you see you in the skies

Samstag, 6. November 2010

Tyga - Black and Yellow Lyrics and Video


Tyga - Black and Yellow Lyrics

I live a better life
Catch me out, Every night
Meet her once, Maybe Skype
Plus I only f-ck them twice
Only rules that apply
We don’t cuff them, Let them fly
If she think there’s better things
That bitch in for a surprise
Light a candle, Prayer vigil
Another rapper dies
Trying to steal my flow
Must have thought I was blind
I see your videos
Youtube’n’ lil hoes
Bitch ain’t even Georgia code
That’s your girl, I ain’t know
Watching Belly on the iTunes
N-ggas barely on iTunes
Only moment is if I’m featured on it
I heard his rumors when I’m in the room
Just cuz a man starving
Don’t mean he eat and drink the same water
Motha f-ckas got social problems
Online got ya feeling brave, Don’t it
I’m paid homie
F-ck the myths, I’m the sh-t
Lyrical I can get
But what’s the sense
When it’s for cents, Double dollars
With a hit, Stop the bull shit
No cows walking, But she stupid thick
Ass like a donkey, Shout out Wiz
But I don’t smoke
But you could still watch the Benz roll up, Hoe

Models on my phone
Super models at my show
Money on my mind at all times
And it’s time for more
Looking at my watch
Oh it’s the perpetual
Like what you see
But don’t touch it hoe


Rolli on my arm, What it cost man
New deposit came in, Another 100 grand
The end is near, The bible says it is
So I’ma rep Young Money till the f-cking end

Models on my phone
Super models at my show
Money on my mind
Oh it’s the perpetual
Don’t touch it hoe

Rolli on my arm, what it cost man
New deposit came in, Another 100 grand
The end is near, The bible says it is
So I’ma rep Young Money till the f-cking end

Models on my phone
Super models at my show
Money on my mind at all times
And it’s time for more
Looking at my watch
Oh it’s the perpetual
Like what you see
But don’t touch it hoe
But don’t touch it hoe
But don’t touch it hoe
But don’t touch it hoe

Like what you see
But don’t touch it hoe


Montag, 11. Oktober 2010

Tyga - Moving Backwards Lyrics and Video


Tyga - Moving Backwards Lyrics

First scene
Producers pointin like action
As the chain swings
Lettin shine no sheen
Just my dream
Turn reality
Well done they say to me
How flatterin
I’m just makin it work like batteries
Abuse and batter me
But never wanna challenge me
Leave em shiverin
Lookin in the mirror, like who can f-ck with him?
Young troublesome, that the ladies love!
Packed show at the club, who said wait til 21?
Asked who booked, promoter didn’t even look my way
Ha, ok
Party people doin what i say
Hands in the air pat ya belly thats enough ay
Just seein how much i can get away with
Lookin for a bird to get away with
Fly in my space ship
Take her back to where i live
Next to god crib
You ain’t never been higher than this

Young hollywood star livin lavish
Lookin back what a habit
Everybody like what happened?
Feel like i’m movin backwards
Tyga please show out for the camera
Now everythings flashin
Sittin here like what happened
Feel like i’m movin backwards

Will your friends go
If u had to choose
International will we travelin til we old and blue
That’s how family do
But what about if they didn’t pay they dues
Well i guess i’ll pay that to
Accountant tellin me how much i withdrew
In the last past year or 2
Ain’t gotta say it so loud, ya know
I’m just tryin to keep my people proud
I’m the one they countin on to bring the members around
I ain’t kiddin my mind is far from small child
I’m on some mike tyson s-it up in the first round
Knock ya down
And then i smile
Throw in the towel
I’m so foul
X-rayin every girl blouse
Forgive me, i’m back calm now
Less energy
Late-ly
I don’t know what’s gotten in to me

Young hollywood star livin lavish
Lookin back what a habit
Everybody like what happened?
Feel like i’m movin backwards
Tyga please show out for the camera
Now everythings flashin
Sittin here like what happened
Feel like i’m movin backwards

My heart beats
Echoes into the cold streets
Where nightmares and darkness begin to meet
As i see
Nobody cares about my history
Not even me
Holdin tight to my rosary
I’m just hopin, someone notice me
Hopefully
Sign a cd
But right now, does it look to shabby t?
Look down cant even see my feet
Everyhings blurry
But now, no more worries for me
Maybe go on maury
As the rapper that used to be
These days they wont even accept me
Except me
Some excedrin
To get rid of conseption
Drugs r a blessin
To someone with no breakfast, damn
It’s so hard bein exited, out
Tryin to figure out
What my whole lifes… Been about
Cant even do that right
Will i ever see the light
We back in the limelight mike

Young hollywood star livin lavish
Lookin back what a habit
Everybody like what happened?
Feel like i’m movin backwards
Tyga please show out for the camera
Now everythings flashin
Sittin here like what happened
Feel like i’m movin backwards

Freitag, 8. Oktober 2010

Tyga - First Time Lyrics and Video


Tyga - First Time Lyrics

[Pharrell - Chorus]
I know you wanna feel the girl (first time)
now take it easy the first time
first time, first time, first time, first time
first time, first time, first time

[Tyga]
first time, I aint trying to hurt you now
but I think I’m in love for the first time
top 9 certified
but I think I’m love for the first time
top 9 certified
I think I’m love for the first time

[Tyga- Verse 1]
First time I laid eyes
I looked around, heaven’s angel from the sky
it must be a message from God
cause you the only thing on my mind
let me show you why
tunnel of love let’s float inside
girl grab my hand now hold your ride
take a chance for life, roll the dice
next day we in paradise
promise to be loyal when honest
help out your family
with a couple dollars
I do my best for you
cause you my shorty
so rest your head on my shoulders
it feels good, don’t it baby

[Chorus]

[Tyga- Verse 2]
I know you aint scared of tiger’s
I get around, they say my sex on fire (fire)
do it all night, keep you smiling
used to be a player but I’m retired
ugh, as I lay down right beside ya
no shirt, it’s kinda hard to be quiet
she said hold me close never let go
I got that good love girl, oh you didn’t know
uh, give ya kiss, ear to ya neck
relax, rub ya back
make it wet
I know love have you going crazy
but it feel good, don’t it baby

[Chorus]

[Pharrell - Bridge]
Hey young girl, irl-ir-ir-irl-irl (wassup baby)
Hey young girl, irl-ir-ir-irl-irl (ever been in love)
Hey young girl, irl-ir-ir-irl-irl (I know you wanna feel it)
Hey young girl, irl-ir-ir-irl-irl

[Chorus]

Donnerstag, 2. September 2010

Tyga – BMF Lyrics and Video (Freestyle)




Tyga – BMF Lyrics

[Tyga]Bold
First of all I aint feeling y’all
feel the f-cking heat defrost
fill the spoon full of food
aint enough to feed the room
I don’t have to goon, twizla boy split you to
cherry red Rover roof
crips to confuse you
you can say I blue’s you
better than I bruised you
all you n-ggas copycats doing sh-t I used to
oh you tatted too, n-gga f-ck you
my b-tch aint got no tatts I hit her from the back
I spend south of France all that other sh-t is wack
sling shot it in the ear than I let the sh-t collapse
money is my pet peeve, give me hourly
if there is none at all, than I’m pissed off
I listen to Rick Ross and I know Ricky Ross
I’m Leonardo in Inception, reserve my section
I do dreams put you in a bubble, benz or Lexus
I Will Smith the necklace, I do it effortless
b-tch all eyes on me
the future’s in my eyes,
(?) b-tches, b-tches bring lies
one n-gga jealous than the muthfucker dies
figure you aint scary if you did the crime
now prepare its dinnertime
dimmer the lights, lemon with ice
look it at twice its fizzling sprite
brown do the belly nice
no coca cola, I don’t drink soda
black beenie n-gga, like a f-cking smoker
they say I’m bout to blow up like super nova
put your helmet on, the bulldozing dopest
how you sh-tting on ‘em and aint got sh-t on ‘em
it killes me to know it, you Melanie Fiona
Ohhh, remove yourself from my scrotum
Ohhh, remove yourself, remove yourself
Ohhh, remove yourself from my scrotum
pull your whole car I thought I told you.


Sonntag, 29. August 2010

Tyga - Hard In The Paint Lyrics and Video



Tyga - Hard In The Paint Lyrics

[Tyga]
I aint never been cheap
I spend it all
never made Varsity but I f-cking ball
14 f-ck school I’m a rapper dawg
snap back boy take that f-cking fitted off
fall to they knees plead for their right to breath
Lord please devour all my enemies
that was Pac talking B-tch now back up off me
I’m that yellow gold boss and you looking boston
walk the water if I could b-tch I think I’m Moses
tell em shut the f-ck up with that comotion
I’m counting money get enough, get a promotion
I sizzling up, hotter than a bowl of momma porridge
whole body covered in green like Dinosaurus
gimme neck, baby bend all your spinal chords
uh uh, (?) ass goofy
tryna blend in like a muthaf-cking smoker
take a seat you f-cking up the movie
I’m on the couch standing while you staring at the movement
Young Money b-tch I do this
hand in my mind both sides one lie two crimes
otherside dont fire
fully dazed like a dream I aint moving b-tch
we grooving (?)
fully trippin I could prove it
switch blade where my boot is
all that sweet talk leave a n-gga toothless
now you goofy
I’m an asshole and my car dufus
Mikey rock chucks like the cool kids
b-tch it’s so dangerous
haters envy me cause they angry
so you want that beef
than the b-tch I’m arranging it
more famous than these no name n-ggas
that you hanging with
all my homies on like the cable is
say seiko watch TV Tyga psycho
don’t play tyco, 50 tyson I’ll bite you
no license still driving
used to lease it now I buy it
hard cash blood diamonds
n-ggas violent baby’s crying
Mr Niceguy
come sell the product
I’ma a niceguy
but I never went to college
can’t live long in imagination
don’t compare me to no basic b-tch
I’m better stop debating muthf-cka
muthf-cka
(well done)


Montag, 9. August 2010

Soulja Boy & Tyga - Be Quiet Lyrics N Video

Soulja Boy & Tyga - Be Quiet Lyrics N Video

Soulja Boy & Tyga - Be Quiet Lyrics N Video - Our Favorite song Be Quiet was performed by Soulja Boy & Tyga. We're sad to say that the said lyrics that you're looking for is not yet available here but if you have this lyrics you can submit it here. You can use the comment box below. Thank you.


Sonntag, 16. Mai 2010

Chris Brown & Tyga - Deuces Lyrics N Video Ft. Kevin McCall



Chris Brown & Tyga - Deuces Lyrics and Video

All that bullsh-t is for the birds
You aint nothin but a vulture
Always hopin for the worst
Waiting for me to **** up
You’ll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
Who knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean
When I tell her keep it drama free
Ohohohohohohohoh… x2
I told you that im leaving (deuces)
I know you mad but so what?
I wish you best of luck
And now im bout to throw them deuces up

[Chorus]
Im on some new ****
Im chuckin my deuces up to her
Im moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryin to make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye, say bye bye, say bye bye to her [x2]

[Tyga Verse]
Uh, Use to be valentines
Together all the time
Thought it was true love, but you know women lie
Its like I sent my love with a text two times
Call cause I care but I aint get no reply
Tryna see eye to eye but its like we both blind
**** it lets hit the club, i rarely sip but pour me some
Cause when its all said and done,
I aint gon be the one that she can always run to
I hate liars, **** love Im tired of tryin
My heart big but it beat quiet
I don’t never feel like we vibin
Cause every time we alone its a awkward silence
So leave your keys on the kitchen counter
And gimme back that ruby ring with the big diamond
**** is over, whatchu trippin for?
I don’t wanna have to let you go
But baby I think its better if I let you know

[Chorus]
Im on some new ****
Im chuckin my deuces up to her
Im moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryin to make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye, say bye bye, say bye bye to her [x2]

[Kevin McCall verse]
Look, my shorty always on some bullsh-t like Chicago
So I flip that middle finger and the index finger follow
Deuces, we aint got no future in tomorrow
I’m a dick, so it shouldn’t be that hard to swallow
The other chick Im with never complain
She make wanna leave the one im with Usher Raymond
Probably didn’t register, don’t trip, later on it will
Shorty full of drama like gangsta grizzles
I finally noticed it, it finally hit me
Like Tina did Ike in the limo, it finally hit me
I got a new chick, and she aint you
She ??? She give me déjà vu
And all that attitude, I don’t care bout it
But all that **** I do for her, you gon hear bout it
Breezy rep two up, two down
But im just puttin two up, chuckin up the deuce now

[Chorus]
Im on some new ****
Im chuckin my deuces up to her
Im moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryin to make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye, say bye bye, say bye bye to her [x2]



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