Tyga, bitch. (Oh oh oh) Yeah, Tyga-man, Gator, GED. '07's been a year. And uh, gonna be a better one.
Hey, hey, going on in the world today? 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 meat can 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 look at my dial!
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Hey, yo, how you My name 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 feel I'm trippin,' (I'm not) you ain't taking 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 you forget this, Every dollar I see, While my pop bottles in the VIP, you don't know no better, But to get cheddar, every day, Yeah, that's Money, money, money, Yeah, my schedule, You too cheap, You talk to
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I'm every dollar, I could do it with 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 don't hear marketing highness, I hear when I sing, Why Z, is your skill of a G? I'm on tour, Haters, you know to find me, Haters, you where to find me,
(Hey, you know ain't right, Tyga. ain't right, man.)
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