Tyga, bitch. (Oh oh oh) Yeah, Tyga-man, Gator, GED. '07's been a year. And uh, '08's gonna be a one.
Hey, hey, what's on in the world today? Can it be a way I my age? Like, hey mama, my way, you clean up good, baby, Be my maid, Oh, you got a Silver car, Pick one, plenty 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 thing that I ate, Oh my my, signs, alive! Frankenstein! Tyga, I'm, Einstein, crimes, guy, I'm them angels tired, My talk, Baby like at my fucking dial!
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Hey, yo, how you doing? My is Gator All around the room, I be gettin' paper, Boy oh boy, I to spin this, chick, and the tin it, I kicked it, I pa-poo-pa-pa for spinach, and it makes you like I'm trippin,' (I'm not) 'Cause you ain't the trips 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 don't you this, Every dollar I see, my niggas pop bottles in the VIP, 'Cause you don't no better, But to get cheddar, Hauntin' day, Yeah, that's Money, money, money, Yeah, my schedule, You too cheap, You talk to
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I'm getting dollar, I could do it eyes closed, And I'm on this check to come, When it get here motherfuckers crazy, Like the ten-thousand-aire, I ain't hurtin' when I put it in the air, Them just out of your age, the old-head to go to bed, 'Cause I don't hear your highness, I cheese when I sing, Why Z, is your skill of a G? I'm on tour, Haters, you know to find me, Haters, you know to find me,
(Hey, you this ain't right, Tyga. This right, man.)
Gettin,' gettin,' Every, dollar