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500 Degrees
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Ca sĩ: Tyga
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T-Raww, **** yall, money talk, **** large
Tyga in my backyard, *****es on my Footon
Dog house, no dog shoe, doubt Chris Paul
Walkin on the marble floor, take yo ****in shoes off
***** this is Fox Verb, killin ****, **** a hearse
I could show you my choppa works, she give me head but my head hurt
Deep throat til the ***** burp
Her best friend said let me at me, cousin Lurch
Smoking on that perf, get yo feelings hurt
At yo neck like a collar shirt, ball like a nerf, word!
Mo green ***** and smoking pot
Wanna see more? I’m that whore from that lil shop
Chop, butcher shot, open up yo top
All you see is gold watch, Rolls Royce road block
Sun roof fold up, chrome grill, gold mouth
Take a ****in look around, look around
***** I’m all you need
Ha! I say **** them other *****s, **** them other *****s
***** I’m all you need
Ha! I’m the hottest *****, all I do is turn a ***** 500 degrees
Ha! I say **** them other *****s, **** them other *****s
***** I’m all you need
Ha! I’m the hottest *****, all I do is turn a ***** 500 degrees
Thrilla Manilla, I buy straight from the dealer
I’m politican in Paris, I’m buying statues and pillars
All from the Louvre *****, mosaics from the museum
You *****s countin for DM, your ***** is in my DM
I never read em, weak ***** probly get sea sick
On the yacht, eat shrimp, see my name on the blim
I read T-Raww’s a pimp
***** I ain’t dancing but my hand on my hip
Full clip, movie ****, Bruce Wayne, Alfred
*****s want a verse, can’t even get it how I live
I’m killin this **** and I’m killin yo mob
Over a set a time these shivers are mine
I murder this ****, just taking my time
Got bars, front gate, fake shot, blind date
Rolex time piece, ain’t got time for no ***** speech
1-20, that 6 be, pulling out, that’s all me
Just call me T-Papi, Papi
Uh, Tunechi over *****es
Smoking color purple, blunt fat as Oprah Winfrey
I’m the *****, the ***** *****, the ***** *****
I be snappin, I hope you get the bigger picture
I say **** that ***** that you ****in
She say that ***** rap, I say he couldn’t wrap a mummy
But let me pass the weed, and stop passin judgement
Before I have to beat em like a ****, he had it coming
Been eating so much *****, man I’m starting to get chubby
Soon in ************s, I’m they favorite subject
Goon stick in my pants, I’m bout to go witch huntin
I’m already loaded, these *****s still buffering
Ha, I ****ed my girlfriend and her best friend
These *****s is lesbians
Don’t cross like a pedestrian, I’m getting head watching ESPN
She holding me and caressing me
Don’t hate the playa, hate the referee
If she here for me, I am definitely a necessity