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" Ya Playin’ "
Ya playin'
Throwin' that name all up on me
Ya playin'
Knowin' damn well that you want me
I'm tired of waitin', conversatin'
Why you playin' game, games?
Makin' love all in the club
Give a fuck about your name, name
Ya playin'
Throwin' that name all up on me
Ya playin'
Knowin' damn well that you want me
I'm tired of waitin', conversatin'
Why you playin' game, games?
Makin' love all in the club
Give a fuck about your name, name
Look, ha
What you playin' for?
I can see it in your eyes, you ain't 'bout that shit
I'm pelican fly, I left the windows inside it
I got it rainin' in this bitch
Dollar after dollar
Don't play with a nigga, hop up on this dick
One drunk night will change your life
Now you famous, bitch
Okay, I'm off that Ace and that Rosé
José, no way
I'm swevin'
With the white CÎROC and that OJ
Molly? I think I know her face
I know them titties real but that ass fake
I keep runnin' with the money at a fast face
So baby girl, just meet me at the valet
Tell your girls to pick your car up
Tell her you rollin' with me
And you gon' call that bitch tomorrow
First thing in the mornin', cookin' me breakfast
You wearin' my necklace
So girl, why the fuck you out her flexin'?
Fuckin' with these peasants? What?
Ya playin'
Throwin' that name all up on me
Ya playin'
Knowin' damn well that you want me
I'm tired of waitin', conversatin'
Why you playin' game, games?
Makin' love all in the club
Give a fuck about your name, name
Ya playin'
Throwin' that name all up on me
Ya playin'
Knowin' damn well that you want me
I'm tired of waitin', conversatin'
Why you playin' game, games?
Makin' love all in the club
Give a fuck about your name, name
" Theraflu (Freestyle) "
Yeah, look
My bank account tellin' me to calm down (What?)
The billboards tellin' me to climb down (What?)
Ha, niggas pillow talkin', let me find out (Yikes!)
Could give a fuck about later, bitch, I'm on now (Yeah)
Ha, you know the shine is what I do though (Yeah)
Bitch, you know I'm flexin', I bought a necklace and a two-door (Yeah)
Monday in the Rolly (Rolly), Tuesday in the Hublot (Hublot)
R&B killin' rap niggas, that's just what I do though (Ha)
These niggas is lame, they always complain and doin' the same shit (Yeah)
Get all up on Twitter, tryna get followers, suckin' the same dick (Yeah)
I'm tired of these niggas, tired of arguin' over the same bitch (What?)
Niggas funny like comics, I'm wealthy, nigga, I ain't rich (Ha ha)
My shit be up in galleries (Hahaha), a million when I paint, bitch
Pop records bought me this Ferrari, that's a lane switch (Yeah!)
Switch it up on you niggas, watch my number change (Yeah!)
Grown up on you niggas, yeah, my number changed
Hit-Boy, all these rappers wastin' beats
I bought all my clique toys, ain't no niggas wastin' heat (Brap!)
Yeah, I talk that big noise, aka I'm TNT
I blow that shit up, get up 'cause, boy, you can't get rid of (Yeah!)
Don't fuck with my old bitch, it's like a bad fur
Every industry nigga done had her (Yeah)
Trick or treat like a pumpkin just to smash her (Yup)
Bitches breakin' codes, but I'm the password
Now it's time for young niggas to shut down shit (Do it)
If you yappin' in the club then you surrounded (Yeah)
They say he trippin' on some greyhound shit (Ha ha)
He didn't listen, now he listenin' to the ground, bitch (Ow)
Put him out, he's sleepin'
With all the sneakers on his chest, he barely breathin'
Like it's lights out, he took a beatin'
Hand on his chest, holdin' his heart, pledge of allegiance
Damn, his bitch cold, need a Theraflu
Took 'em shoppin', bought 'em 1500 pair of shoes
Ha, Theraflu
I'm a cold ass nigga, fuck you
" Shit God Damn "
I do it, BIG
I'm in my zone, baby
Sean Don (Oh)
C Breezy (Oh, look)
Boing
I got 'em like shit, goddamn
And the club's jumpin', let the party begin
I got 'em like (Oh) shit, goddamn
V.I.P., that's our section (DJ Babey Drew)
I got 'em like shit, goddamn
And shawty, you can bring all your friends (Boing, boing, boing)
We got 'em like (I do it), shit, goddamn
We got 'em like (I do it), shit, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
Got the chauffeur just to open the doors (What? What?)
I'm fly (Ha ha, I'm fly), and I know it (I know it), oh-whoa (Her too)
You make me yodel-le-he-hoo
'Cause you bad, yes, I know it (Boing, boing, boing, boing)
Girl, you got that fire, need to break me off
Get closer to my bed, then you take it off
And I'm the flyest nigga in here, knock it off (Oh-oh)
See me and Sean came for the ladies (Came for the ladies)
It's about to get crazy (It's about to get crazy), in here
And there's a line around the block
All the single ladies, you'll be taken by me
I got 'em like shit, goddamn
And the club's jumpin', let the party begin
I got 'em like (Oh) shit, goddamn, goddamn
V.I.P., that's our section (Woo)
I got 'em like shit, goddamn
And shawty, you can bring all your friends (Boing, boing, boing)
We got 'em like (I do it), shit, goddamn (BIG)
We got 'em like (I do it), shit, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
(That bitch is so nasty)
Now I got a hundred thousand dollars and girls (What? What?)
Both legal (Ha ha)
Patrón chillin' on rocks like the bald eagle (I do it)
Ooh, it's about to get drastic (Yeah)
Ass is like the number one draft pick (Boing)
I does this shit historically
No wonder why they recorded me (Boing, boing)
I'm important as these imported drinks that they p-pour for me (Boing, boing, ha)
Your wifey is a whore to me
I break her, break her off then send her back like she got a warranty (I do it)
Bust it open, girl, let me see somethin' (Somethin')
Her and her friend ask what time it is, 3-somethin', duh (Duh)
It's just me and C Breezy (Breezy)
Life's a bitch 'cause a ho is too easy
I'm blowin' oh-oh-oh-oh
Smokin' loudly, boy
Just blew four Os, I'm outty, boy
I got this shit so cloudy, boy (Look)
All these hoes up in my truck, that shit look like a lobby, boy (Boing, boing, boing)
But you don't, you don't, you don't know nothing 'bout that, boy
I got 'em like shit, goddamn (Ha ha, do ya?)
And the club's jumpin', let the party begin
I got 'em like (Oh) shit, goddamn, goddamn
V.I.P., that's our section (Woo)
I got 'em like shit, goddamn
And shawty, you can bring all your friends (Boing, boing, boing)
We got 'em like (I do it), shit, goddamn
We got 'em like (I do it, oh), shit, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
Shorty, cut it out
You know you like when we talk that shit
" Freaky Shit "
Drumma Boy
On that freaky shit tonight
Can we do it for hours?
Oh, girl, just let follow you right to the bedroom
We gon' do that freaky shit tonight
Once more, you want more
I know you ready for that freaky
I think you ready for that freaky
They might have to separate us ('Rate us)
Girl, you sweating off your make-up (Make-up)
Damn, I know the neighbors hate us (Hate us)
When we start making love
'Cause we on that freaky shit tonight
Can we do it for hours?
Oh, girl, just let follow you right to the bedroom
We gon' do that freaky shit you like
Once more, you want more
I know you ready for that freaky (That freaky shit)
I think you ready for that freaky (That freaky shit)
Girl, it's a couple hours later (Later)
Baby, I got you paralyzed from the waist up (Waist up)
Off that loud and we on-on-on our way up (Way up)
You wanna see me just work it out, put it up, right there, oh-oh-oh
Can't nobody come between us, it's the best I ever had
Go up and down and 'round and 'round, I wanna see you throw it back
Baby, let me be your savior when you're drowning in the sheets all night
Don't give a fuck what they say
'Cause we on that freaky shit tonight
Can we do it for hours?
Oh, girl, just let follow you right to the bedroom
We gon' do that freaky shit you like
Once more, you want more
I know you ready for that freaky (That freaky shit)
I think you ready for that freaky (That freaky shit)
'Cause we on that freaky shit tonight (Oh, girl, tonight)
Can we do it for hours?
Oh, girl, just let follow you right to the bedroom
(Let me follow you, girl, to the bedroom, alright)
We gon' do that freaky shit you like (Ooh, girl)
Once more, you want more
I know you ready for that freaky (That freaky shit)
I think you ready for that freaky (That freaky shit)
Tonight, can we do it for hours?
To the bedroom, we gon' do that freaky shit tonight
Once more, you want more
To the bedroom, we gon' do that freaky shit tonight
" Outro Talking "
Yo, all the fans, Fan of a Fan
That strictly means we're the fan of, the fans of you guys
So we want you to know that we love y'all
And thank you for all the support and we gon' keep rocking, man
Check out Tyga projects coming out, my projects
We gon' get it popping for the streets, like I always say
And uh, my number ones, the ladies
Thank y'all for being so supportive too, man
'Cause you know without y'all, we nothing
Yeah, before we go, we gotta do this, ah!
That's it, cut that real quick