歌手:Tyga
专辑:《Well Done 4》

Mustard on the beat ho
Hold up, money talk so you know what?
Ain't nothing to talk about, you ain't got enough cuz
Rock star drugs break a ***** heart, no love
Emma Watts, Charlie Sheen, ****** with no scrub
*****s want connects, got no plugs
***** say they high, got no buzz
Popsicle *****s wanna talk **** then say you froze up
Young *****s wanna pop pills, just po up
Went on a bang, Went on a bang
******* came for me and my ***** eazy
Threw that ***** out, got that ho one way
Said she tryna stay, told that ***** no way
That's a preme *****, B ripper, grim reaper
I don't get mad *****, I just get even
T-Raw magician, I don't gotta trick or treat it
That Ferrari California make a ***** a believer
Million dollars' worth of cars, all paid out
See you *****s hatin, had to pull my chains out
Make it rain even when it's rained out
Turn up, bang out
Bang out, bang out
Turn up, b-bang out
Million dollars' worth of cars, all paid out
See you *****s hatin, had to pull my chains out
Met a ***** last night, won't believe it
**** her so hard, ***** probably stopped breathing
Killed the *****, in the hotel screamin
Knock knock, going in like the housekeeper
The room, keep it
I ****** now I don't need it
T-Raw ***** splattered on a ***** beaver
Pipe dreamin, ****** with a real baller
The ***** is a ***** so I'm gon call er
Then they act up, call the backup
Don't matter, as if she ever mattered
***** shut up, throw it up, I throw the set up
Tell her sit up, got her face down, ***** don't put yo head up
Yea, bitin on er ear
Got a old *****, ***** like souvenir
I hop up in it, ***** I ain't never scared
Closet full of straps and the condom right here
What I got?
Million dollars' worth of cars, all paid out
See you *****s hatin, had to pull my chains out
Make it rain even when it's rained out
Turn up, bang out
Bang out, bang out
Turn up, b-bang out
Million dollars' worth of cars, all paid out
See you *****s hatin, had to pull my chains out
Beef on the street, to the beach I be rollin
Never see me strollin, 40's I be holdin
Girls in the daisies, drive easy crazy
Rolled up my windows as I turned on my AC
Rollin down Crenshaw, see the hoes jockin
Sunday nights poppin, see the foes hoppin
My stereo's bumpin that ATL funk
You can call it what you want
Either way the **** bump
I'm a evil ************ ready to tear **** up
I'mma put these things on you and never let up
See my mama, she was home when I was born
Bet a ***** like to eat **** than never been born
But I ain't going out unless 30 *****s die
I'm dyin anyway so I'm thinkin suicide
Shut the **** up ***** cuz you ain't seen ****
I'm bout to take this blade and straight up rip
A ***** is a *****
So if I'm poor or rich
I talk in the exact same pitch
Now the title of ***** don't apply to all women
But all women have a little ***** in em