Tyga, bitch. (Oh oh oh) Yeah, Tyga-man, Gator, GED. '07's a great year. And uh, gonna be a better one.
Hey, hey, what's going on in the world Can it be a way I pronounce my Like, hey mama, my way, Heard you up good, baby, Be my maid, Oh, you got a Silver car, Pick one, room in my shopping cart, But no piece of can hurt my heart, I'm in a veggie-race, All I eat is cake, If I away, It'd be the last that I ate, Oh my my, signs, alive! Frankenstein! Tyga, I'm, Einstein, crimes, guy, I'm make angels tired, My talk, Baby look at my fucking dial!
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Hey, yo, how you doing? My name is All the room, I be gettin' that paper, Boy oh boy, I like to this, chick, and the tin it, then I it, I for that spinach, and it you feel like I'm trippin,' (I'm not) 'Cause you ain't taking the I'm trippin,' (I'm over here) No nightmares, is Christmas, I'll buy you you want, bitch, Lay off the shit-list, I'm and gettin,' And you forget this, Every that I see, While my niggas pop in the VIP, 'Cause you don't no better, But to get cheddar, every day, Yeah, forever Money, money, money, Yeah, my schedule, You too cheap, You to ever
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I'm every dollar, I could do it eyes closed, And I'm waiting on check to come, When it get here going crazy, the thousand-year ten-thousand-aire, I ain't no-one when I put it in the air, Them just self-made out of age, the old-head to go to bed, 'Cause I hear your marketing highness, I hear cheese I sing, Why Z, is your skill of a G? I'm on tour, Haters, you know where to me, Haters, you know where to me,
(Hey, you know ain't right, Tyga. This right, man.)
Gettin,' gettin,' Every, dollar