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    [Verse 1: Tyga]
    T-raww, fuck y'all, money tall, dick large
    Tiger in my backyard, bitches on my futon
    Dog house, no dog, shootout, Chris Paul
    Walking on the marble floor, take your fucking shoes off
    Bitch this is fox fur, killing shit, fuck a hearse
    I can show you my choppa works
    She give me head, when my head hurt
    Deep throat, till the bitch burp
    Her best friend said let me at 'em-Cousin Lurch
    Smoking on that turf, get your feelings hurt
    At your neck like a collared shirt, ball like a Nerf
    Word, more green nigga than smoking pot
    When I see more, I'm that horror from that little shop
    Shop, butcher shop, open up your top
    All you see is gold watch, Rolls Royce, road blocks
    Sun roof, fogged out, chrome grill, gold mouth
    Take a fuckin' look around

    [Hook: Tyga]
    Bitch I'm all you need
    Augh, I say fuck them other niggas
    Fuck them other niggas
    Bitch I'm all you need
    Augh, I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn up, bitch
    500 degrees
    Augh, I say fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas
    Bitch I'm all you need
    Augh, I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn up, bitch
    500 degrees

    [Verse 2: Tyga]
    Thrilla manilla, I buy straight from the dealer
    I'm politickin' in Paris, I'm buying statues and pillars
    All from the Louvre nigga, mosaics from the museum
    You niggas counting per diem, your bitch is in my Dm
    I never read 'em, weak bitch probably get seasick
    On the yacht eat shrimp, see my name on a blimp
    It read T-Raww's a pimp
    Nigga I ain't dancin' but my hand on my hip
    Full clip, movie shit, Bruce Wayne, Alfred
    Niggas want a verse, can't even get a ad-lib
    I'm killing this shit, and I'm killing your mind
    One verse at a time, the shivers are mine
    I murdered this shit, just takin' my time
    Got bars, front gate, face shot, blind date
    Rolex, timepiece, ain't got no time for no bitch speech
    120 that six speed, pull it out that's all me
    Just call me T-papi


    [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
    Tunechi over bitches
    Smokin' color purple, blunt fat as Oprah Winfrey
    I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, the nigga, nigga
    I be snappin', I hope you get the bigger picture
    I said fuck that nigga that you fuckin'
    She say that nigga rap, I say he couldn't wrap a mummy
    But let me pass the weed, and stop passin' judgement
    Before I have to beat him like a dick he had it comin'
    Been eating so much pussy, man I'm starting to get chubby
    Schoolin' motherfuckers, I'm their favorite subject
    Broomstick in my pants, I'm 'bout to go witch hunting
    I'm already loaded, these niggas still bufferin'
    I fuck my girlfriend and her best friend, these niggas is lesbians
    Don't cross me like a pedestrian, I'm getting head watching Espn
    She holdin' me and carressin' me
    Don't hate the player, hate the referee
    If she F with me, I am definitely a necessity


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