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[Verse 1: Tyga]
Let’s play black car, Black Audemar
For the love of money, I’m a die hard
Fucking role model, tell these bitches, play your part
I blew up off one tape
I take a Dime, a movie star
Foreign cars, my language off
Old school, like Cooley High
Your bitch, she getting sodomized
My money blink like Lloyd’s eyes
These niggas telling, like all lies
Said they want beef, but they french fries
I’m hot popping, nigga deep fried
These bitches sweating me, perspire
Tell Nicki, she want Chyna she’ll turn you out
Had a white bitch like No Doubt
Busting nut’s for four hours
I’m on the jet getting drugged out
Jordan face, her tongue out
I’m throwing money like paper routes
My flow hard like the world gout
She eat pussy, cat down
Can’t see me, background
School niggas, cap gown
Click clack, smoke cloud
Lumberjack, tall niggas
Paul Bunyan, I wish you would
All my niggas like Trayvon
Ready to die for their hood
Ball hard, no fucking catch
My shit real, your figures wax
Your Rollie ain’t Rolex
Like Mankind, get socked next
We don’t fuck with P90X
Cause all my niggas they do is flex
My car made for races
Like to fuck with rednecks
I’m on some different shit
Hop out then I pull up
Motherfucking little Mikey icey like cooler
I don’t need no help
Never fucked with no tutors
Talking all that head
Throw me in your medulla
T-Raww I’m stepping out
Bail money I’m handing out
I ain’t scared of y’all niggas
Manny Pacquiao
Strip search, I pat her down
Wiz Khalifa, I’m smoking loud
Like A$AP I got a fucking problem
Fuckin’ problem, I’m a problem child
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[Verse 1: Tyga]
Let’s play black car, Black Audemar
For the love of money, I’m a die hard
Fucking rolmodel, vertel deze teven, speel je rol
I blew up from one tape
I take a Dime, a movie star
Buitenlandse auto’s, mijn taalgebruik
Old school, like Cooley High
Jouw teef, ze wordt sodomized
Mijn geld knippert als Lloyds ogen
Deze niggas vertellen allemaal leugens
Ze zeggen dat ze rundvlees willen, maar ze zijn friet
I’m hot popping, nigga deep fried
Deze teven zweten me af, transpireren
Zeg Nicki, dat ze Chyna wil, ze zal je uitschakelen.
Had a white bitch like No Doubt
Busting nut’s for four hours
I’m on the jet getting drugged out
Jordan face, her tongue out
I’m throwing money like paper routes
My flow hard like the world gout
She eat pussy, cat down
Can’t see me, background
School niggas, cap gown
Click clack, smoke cloud
Lumberjack, tall niggas
Paul Bunyan, ik wou dat je
Al mijn niggas zoals Trayvon
Ready to die for their hood
Ball hard, no fucking catch
My shit real, your figures wax
Your Rollie ain’t Rolex
Net als de mensheid, word je nu gesockt
We neuken niet met P90X
Cause all my niggas they do is flex
Mijn auto is gemaakt voor races
Ik neuk graag met rednecks
I’m on some different shit
Spring eruit dan trek ik op
Motherfucking little Mikey icey like cooler
I don’t need no help
Nooit geneukt met een leraar
Al dat hoofd praten
Gooi me in je medulla
T-Raww ik stap eruit
Bail money I’m handing out
Ik ben niet bang voor jullie niggas
Manny Pacquiao
Strip search, I pat her down
Wiz Khalifa, ik rook hard
Like A$AP I got a fucking problem
Fuckin’ problem, I’m a problem child
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