Tyga

[fox69]

"Turbans"

"Turbans"


Niggas work and work and make you work to live
Don't work, if that don't work, straps of work
Thank god this rap shit work, my niggas chill rap the work
My niggas will go back and forth
Tryin' to pack the work
I'm just tryin' to pack it back to Africa
More steps than my passport, nigga back to work
Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
Shit wasn't sweet when they left me deserted
And now I had a heart but you broke it
And now I had feelings but you hurt 'em
Now I'm turnin' up on everybody, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you
Yeah, I'm turnin' up on everybody, god don't save 'em let me do what I do

Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
Niggas get nervous when they seem determined
All black Suburban, boom, boom, boom
Came through swervin', turban was Hermes
Where the bitches at that's determined?
Where the bitches at that rap verses?
She gon' tap my name and that's cursive
I'ma kill the cat what's the verdict?
Matter of fact I'm back in my turban, back in my snapback let me serve 'em
Heard your knee crack, I cook that perfect, yeah, cook that perfect
Yeah, I put that work in, Maybach gon' wrap those curtains
Yeah, yeah, got [?] here go my [?] verses

Niggas work and work and make you work to live
Don't work, if that don't work, straps of work
Thank god this rap shit work my niggas chill, rap the work
My niggas will go back and forth
Tryin' to pack the work
I'm just tryin' to pack it back to Africa
More steps than my passport, nigga back to work
Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
Shit wasn't sweet when they left me deserted
And now I had a heart but you broke it
And now I had feelings but you hurt 'em
Now I'm turnin' up on everybody, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you
Yeah, I'm turnin' up on everybody, god don't save 'em let me do what I do
Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban

Niggas work and work and make you work to live
Don't work, if that don't work, straps of work
Thank god this rap shit work my niggas chill, rap the work
My niggas will go back and forth
Tryin' to pack the work
I'm just tryin' to pack it back to Africa
More steps than my passport, nigga back to work
Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
Shit wasn't sweet when they left me deserted
And now I had a heart but you broke it
And now I had feelings but you hurt 'em
Now I'm turnin' up on everybody, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you
Yeah, I'm turnin' up on everybody, god don't save 'em let me do what I do

 

[fox69]

"Tyga Montana"

"Tyga Montana"


Tyga Montana [x3]
Hahaha [*laughs*]
Tyga Montana [x3]

Uh... Tyga Montana got a white bitch name Hannah
She giggin' off my gramma' pop that tittie called that shit Janet

I'm on straight Goose Tropicana
Hoes like I'm Santa
She Jimmy Chooed no sandals
Flippin' bitches like they all channels uh...

One hand on my handle,
Hammertime then I'm dancin'
Got real Hawks in Atlanta
Scar yo face for that mansion uh...
Tell her bounce, she prancin'
What's that polka dots on yo panties?
Poo-Poo da boss, Tony Danza
No you lazy niggas can't stand me

We got 4 doors and more whores,
2 doors that's short dwarf
Fee raw ree red horse and act a ass do Eeyore
He-Haw my engine roar,
Half a mil when I finish tour
Last Kings Imma order more
My watch brand you can't afford ha...

All good do it Biggie gravy plate me baby born I look so Asian
All my bitches early 80's; 80's swag speed racer through my shades I see yo fakeness uh...
Hoes gone be hoes can't save a fucking bithces simotaneous
Albanian, Israeli, Panamanian, Ukrainian
Giving dome top cranium ha...

Ass shots jeans like she painted them
T-Raw niggas tryna favor him (well done)
You can pay for it tho
Last Kings; YMCMB ha...
Let me, let me do that a little better ha... [*laughs*]

 

[fox69]

"Versace Versace"

"Versace Versace"


[Intro]
You know I love the Versace store (Haa)

Versace, Versace, I brought that shit back, all these niggas they copy
Medusa head on me I'm at the hotel, Versace Palazzo
I rented the yacht for a week, but I bought the convertible Lambo
Six mill for the mansion
I see haters coming I need some more ammo
These niggas gay that's Elmo
So much green I turned camo
Some hoover niggas on flannels
Light light you up no candle
Grip on that handle Yosemite Sam ya, that bitch bang like a banjo
Told my arms dealer no need for a box, I don't read the instructions, I throw out the manual (WOO!)
Versace, Versace, my brother king Trell he in a Ferrari
I don't look the same, my camera the same, I made too much money (WOO!)
Paul Pierce is my neighbor, I told him he should of went to the Clippers
I got some crazy ideas for Versace, get them and tell'em my number
Versace, auggh Picasso, Basquiat I'm cocky
23, 15 mill I'm just getting started
Pop water my water
I walk around on my wallet
I don't fuck with Saddam but, that's gold all in my toilet
Statues of Horus, and Anubis is polished
I don't got to, rap about, coke for you to enjoy it
I'm bout' to join the money team, just holla' to Floyd about it
Versace, Versace, I'm taking my money to the Cayman islands (WOO!) Versace Auggh!!

[Hook: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace

 

[fox69]

"Wait For A Minute"
(feat. Justin Bieber)

"Wait For A Minute"
(feat. Justin Bieber)



Yeah
Wait for a minute
Can you wait for a minute?
Yeah, wait for a minute
Wait for a minute
Girl, just a minute

Well, if you walk with me
Well, if you take my hand babe
We can go to a place you ain't never seen before

Slow dance in the moonlight
I'm just tryna set the mood right
I'm just doing what I do.
Do it over and over and over

Quickly wanna run with me now
Swiftly just come with me out
Foot steps go to the beat now
Over and over and over

It's just the way, that way, that way, that you do me babe
All, I can say, that say, that say, that I'd behave
But I'd be lying bad

Just wanna wait for a minute (wait for a minute)
Wait for a minute, babe (wait for a minute)
Just wanna wait for a minute (play for a minute)
I dream place for a minute, place for a minute babe

[Tyga]
Hold up, I don't need no luck
I said that with a straight face, baby that's poker
Feel a lil sober, got it mixed in my soda
I clean up good, aropa, dopa
Baby I'm the shhh but that's a good odour
I'm a young star but my money look Yoda
Crib on the ocean, backyard boat shit
You hating on the Internet, I couldn't even notice
Tickets no service, we at the top working
Pop-pops is lurking, told her "don't get nervous"
I don't swerve Suburbans, this a gold derby
Ferarri's and horses, I snap like Torres
No rug, I floor it, girl, come feel important
I'm all about a dollar, babe, banks call me Georgi
9-5 Rollie, 96 Kobe, tonight we gon' ball like Ginobili
You know me, I'm just tryna...

Slow dance in the moonlight
I'm just tryna set the mood right
I'm just doing what a dude do
Do it over and over and over

Quickly wanna run with me now
Swiftly just come with me now
Foot steps go to the beat now
Over and over and over

It's just the way, that way, that way, that you do me babe (oh)
All I can say, that say, that say, say that I'd behave
But I'd be lying babe (I'd be lying babe)

Just wanna wait for a minute (wait for a minute)
Wait for a minute, babe (wait for a minute)
Just wanna wait for a minute (wait for a minute)
I dream place for a minute, place for a minute babe

Just wanna wait for a minute
Wait for a minute
Just to wait for a minute
Wait for a minute
Girl, just a minute
Wait just a minute
Can you wait just a minute?
Girl, just a minute
Wait just a minute, wait just a minute

Aggh!
Yeah, T-raw, JB
Too fly never stop, know why?

 

[fox69]

"Wake Up In It"
(feat. French Montana, Pusha T, Mally Mall & Sean Kingston)

"Wake Up In It"
(feat. French Montana, Pusha T, Mally Mall & Sean Kingston)



[Hook: Sean Kingston]
So what's it gonna be now?
Girl I'm tryna wake up in it
So don't fall asleep now
Girl I'm tryna wake up in it
Fall asleep, fall asleep now
Girl I'm tryna wake up in it
Fall asleep, fall asleep now
Girl I'm tryna wake up in it

[Post Hook: French Montana]
All I do is get, get money
All I'm tryna do is get, get, get money
Tryna fall asleep, too much Henny and Patron
But can I hit it in the morning?

[Verse 1: Tyga]
I'm two Maybachs in it
You are looking at a meal ticket
Raw in the kitchen, make T-Raw for a livin'
She said I'm too good? That's just how I'm livin'
Bitch can't get her, flat rate, for a hook-up
Same price as a hooker
This could leave her limp, nookie, rock and roll the pussy
Geno Smith, I'm no rookie, don't push me
Pusha, Mally, French that's king shit
Rare that you see this, pyramids of Giza
Black Am Ex, no Visa, I rain on that bitch like sprinklers
Top back, it's winner season
D. Rose in the Rolls Royce
I am these ho's number one choice
I hit the club, bitches get moist
You hit the club: no noise

[Hook]

[Post Hook]

[Bridge: Sean Kingston]
Bet she want a dude like me
After the club, but you can't go to sleep
Girl, I can see it in your eyes
You ain't never take a trip overseas
I wanna wake up in it, baby let's go
So no time for sleeping, yeah you know

[Verse 2: Mally Mall]
I hit it like it's business
You can call your friend, be a witness
Murder that, no feelin's
I go to sleep, and wake up in it
Get it if I want it
Roll up in it, two M's on it
Push up on it, I put Pusha on it
Go to sleep in it, then I hit it in the morning

[Hook]

[Post Hook]

[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Can I hit it in the morning?
With two in the bed like B.I.G. had a warnin'
After the club, you know who she calling
Cause up in the club, you know he was balling
YUUGH, King Push on his king pin
King stunna, Last Kings, king them
(Crown), Rolex on every wrist
Crew full of money, drop checks on every bitch
Yeah, I'm tryna wake up with it
Soon as I roll over: wake up, hit it
Backs to the corner as I rake up digits
Time is money, you know you can't make up minutes
So what's it gonna be; I'm dropping or you dropping
My top or your top: two options
Don't fall asleep
And miss the benefits of shot caller
King Push

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Wassup (All Love)"

"Wassup (All Love)"


Don't You Worry About The Beef My Nigga,
Everything's Straight

When You See Me In The Hood,
Don't Worry You Ain't Gotta Hate

Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)
Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)

Shit, We All In A Recession,
Nigga I'm Broke To

I See You Lookin At Me,
What The Fuck I Do To You

Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)
Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)

Look, Hate To Glit It
Wrist In Hand

This Ain't No Little Man
Just Presidential Rolex And,

This Is My Biggest And,
Jelously Attractin Them

Tryin My Best To Do Less,
Tryin My Best But,
I'm Such To A Greater Extend

My Phone Rings,
A Block Call,
2 A.M.

Who Could It Be,
Not Moms.
She's ??.

??
Smilin,
Sayin Her Son Paid It
Like If One Make It,
We All Made It.

Don't You Worry About The Beef My Nigga,
Everything's Straight

When You See Me In The Hood,
Don't Worry You Ain't Gotta Hate

Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)
Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)

Shit, We All In A Recession,
Nigga I'm Broke To

I See You Lookin At Me,
What The Fuck I Do To You

Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)
Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)

I'm Tryna To Be Paitent Homie,
But All This Hatin On Me,
Got Me Thinkin Saten Own Me.

I Don't Owe Em,
But My Whole Circle Waitin On Me

If I Don't Show Em, Make Moves
They Gone Be Skatin On Me,
Now This Basement Lonely

Or We On That TV Doin That,
Matter Fact,
I Think I'ma Give Em A Call Them Back
But I Ain't Got Time For All That

Tryna Give Me Gifts
So They Can Say They Bought That
Agree,What You Want From Me
A Bag Full Of Money?

Don't You Worry About The Beef My Nigga,
Everything's Straight

When You See Me In The Hood,
Don't Worry You Ain't Gotta Hate

Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)
Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)

Shit, We All In A Recession,
Nigga I'm Broke To

I See You Lookin At Me,
What The Fuck I Do To You

Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)
Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)

All My Westside Riders Wassup, Wassup

All My Eastside Riders Wassup, Wassup

All My Northside Riders Wassup, Wassup

And All My Southsdie Riders Wassup, Wassup

L.A. N.Y. Wassup (Its All Love)

And My A.V.A Wassup (Its All Love)

Chi City Detroit Wassup (Its All Love)

H Town Boston Wassup (Its All Love)

Don't You Worry About The Beef My Nigga,
Everything's Straight

When You See Me In The Hood,
Don't Worry You Ain't Gotta Hate

Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)
Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)

Shit, We All In A Recession,
Nigga I'm Broke To

I See You Lookin At Me,
What The Fuck I Do To You

Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)
Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)

Don't You Worry About The Beef My Nigga,
Everything's Straight

When You See Me In The Hood,
Don't Worry You Ain't Gotta Hate

Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)
Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)

Shit, We All In A Recession,
Nigga I'm Broke To

I See You Lookin At Me,
What The Fuck I Do To You

Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)
Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love)

 

[fox69]

"We Don't Die"

"We Don't Die"


Good evening, kidnap you for the weekend
Something to please me
Pardon how I drive, swerving, drinking Hennessy frequently
Yea, dim your lighters, these niggas ain't half as decent
No respect, and they gonna need it, walk into a giant breathin'
I'm hot,been at the top, niggas just hide in my spot
Don't want me to pop but my shit steamin' like a smoke shop
Love in hearts, I lost cause niggas done died, then girls fall off
Gossippin' bout me, that's just Molotov
Stuntin' on niggas like man... he fresh
A big timer, sick rhymer headliner
Lock pick, I'm gone find ya
Never met a bitch, that resemble Madonna
But this blonde bitch beggin' to kick it but I don't need no drama
Got one baby mama, I'm tryin' to live honest
Only time can tell, what's timeless, Rolex in diamonds
When I die that casket better cost 100 thou
Shut the fuck up, let me spend it, living for right now

[Hook:]
Till the day I die
I told my girl to ride, big girl don't cry
Floating at the top, can't get no higher
Thought mama told you not to play with fire
Play with fire
We don't die
Run into the jungle, tryna stay alive
Truth to yourself, never been no liar
Thought mama told you not to play with fire
Play with fire

Drop a Biggie, no Pun intended
Stop pretending you fucking women's lives up
Classy nigga, perfect attendance
5 Percenters running they own shit but they ain't sprinters
Got the Chevelle, yellow paint I call it Kobe finish
Low pros swerve the curve, you fucking nerds
Nine milli, Chef Boyardee, boy don't get swerved
Don't remember half of yesterday, my whole life's a blur
Killers that'll ride for me and they don't say a fuckin' word
Words, splurging urgently, I got the fucking urge
Ultimately too adult for you, someone pass the hors d'oeuvres
Buying low tops, only time me and you prolly converse
Getting overlapped, or leaving your peers behind, what's worse?

Till the day I die
Prayin' over my shoulder, protect me my God
I know times is hard but can't get no harder
Need some motivation if I'm gonna get farther
Just keep going harder

[Hook]

No privacy this time of week, trying to fulfill the prophecy
Ducking as the tires screech, somebody die right next to me
The block'll see, most of them not in my favor, they just favour me
Light up your house, that was Christmas Eve
Dump you out over water, call it overseas
With some foreign bitches that don't got ID's
Vacation, Jamaica, that was a good time for me
Life of luxury, teach my kids royalty
Yea

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"We Up"

"We Up"


[Chorus]
All my niggas that be hustling we up tonight
And all my niggas that struggle we up tonight
And all the girls around the world going out tonight
Take a shot make toast we up for life, and we up

[Verse]
Uh, just made 50 in a tri-state
I spend it all cause when you young you can't pace
I bet I double up, '99 Mase
My ex said "I be missing you" Miss faith
It takes 2, like Rob bass
All of them pretty, but a rock in a hard place
Meet a lot of girls, state to state
Some one nighters, some I might date
I'm a fat boy, slim skinny tatted face
Brown Louie hard case, make your jewelry sleep safe
On my king shit, like the middle east
And the swagga stink like Kimchi
I'm the sh-t ? for the money bags
Like ? throwing dead presidents
It's all good that you're living nice
But when I get it all my niggas we gonna do it right

[Chorus]
All my niggas that be hustling we up tonight
And all my niggas that struggle we up tonight
And all the girls around the world going out tonight
Take a shot make toast we up for life, and we up

And all my 9 to 5 niggas we up tonight
And all my unemployed homies we up tonight
Always doing wrong trying to make it right
Take a shot make toast we up for life, and we up

[Verse]
Like a new born in the cradle, uh
Feet first like a baby born backwards (we up, we up)
Tell the bank tell em time to re-up, re-up
Damn, everything I see calling ?
So many niggas copying my style
Coming to america through a cloud
Just left Switz sold out crowds
Uh, Vietnamese chicks with the big smile
Pekingese puppy rapped in a beach towel
Killing me softly like Lauren Hill
Built for love but love won't keep it real
Can't waste time we up and dollar bills to my soul
In god we trust
I love mama when the keys but she down to fuck
Tell the bartender to fill me up, fill me up

[Chorus:]
All my niggas that be hustling we up tonight
And all my niggas that struggle we up tonight
And all the girls around the world going out tonight
Take a shot make toast we up for life, and we up

And all my 9 to 5 niggas we up tonight
And all my unemployed homies we up tonight
Always doing wrong trying to make it right
Take a shot make toast we up for life, and we up

Yeah, we up, yeah, we up, ow, we up
We up, yeah, oh, we up, ah, we up, we up

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Well Done"

"Well Done"


[Intro: DJ Drama talking]

[Chorus: Tyga]
Ugh tell these bitches I'm the man
Money over bitches nigga that's the plan
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)
Niggas say they're balling they in a stance
If they ain't bout business don't shake my hand
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Hot a motherfucking man
Walk up clear the way it's the ambulance
Firetruck get to the fire in advance
Pop flow I just... (I just show off!)
Pop a motherfucking man
Walk up clear the way it's the ambulance
Firetruck get to the fire in advance
Pop flow I just I just gave the track a tan
Ain't a damn thang we popping champagne
Girls choose saying they rooting for the other team
I put her in a vibe like the magazine
You see it's raining hundreds cash get the cream
The cream the money and money make her scream
Nothing personal it was just a quick fling
But now I'm back to me paper off the shelf bitch
She just wanna get drunk get fucked taste dick
Maybe make a new friend get in the Benz with him
This ain't no simple life you dancing with a star bitch
Yea yea so keep my spotlight bright
Cause I'm a be in the dark night
So go on

[Chorus: Tyga]
Tell these bitches I'm the man
Money over bitches nigga that's the plan
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)
Niggas say they're balling they in a stance
If they ain't bout business don't shake my hand
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Ugh all bout my paper and ain't nothing feeling greater
Come up like elevators now I'm balling like a laker
They like my freestyle but they gonna have to pay me
Candy red marrow tell that bitch it's now or later
Six speed brand new car smell flavoured
Look up in the sky thank god that we major
There's tax to be made world full of danger
So we'll count it under the table to be safer
Ace paid in full all hundreds big jewels
Stones kinda heavy slick Richtor rules
Gaddy gaddy I'm gnarly rawest in the group
See you call out the roof
Sunflying in the coupe

She loves it cause the filling fucking on the million
Fly you in the morning right now we chilling
Stuck in the moment then she back to her life
I'm back to the money cause moneys my life
So go on

[Chorus: Tyga]
Tell these bitches I'm the man
Money over bitches nigga that's the plan
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)
Niggas say they're balling they in a stance
If they ain't bout business don't shake my hand
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)
Everything I do (well we-we-well done)

 

[fox69]

"Well Done 2"

"Well Done 2"


Well, Well done! Well, Well Done! Well, Well Done!
Finish Him!
Well, Well done! Well, Well Done! Well, Well Done!
Finish Him!

Treat my dick like a dog bitch fetch
I put it down your throat then I buss it on your neck
T-killer I'ma mess homer simpson in the flesh
Yeah I'm doper then syringe fuck yo bitch and all her friends
Make amends for all my sins I ain't trippin on a bitch
I'm a bull give me wings too many tats on my skin
You know my rank nigga if you speakin' come proper
Hit you with a shot like boom shaka laka
Knock your ass to your feet like too much vodka
I'm hotter than a 2 dollar pistol from a Rasta
Yeah they call me Tyga with a heart of Mufassa
Nigga I ain't lyin, hard to find like a fossil
I'll be outta here king shit like Cairo
Asian nigga kick you in the face tai bo
I'm rising with the heat on these niggas like pyro
I'm just freestylin a nigga young and wildin'
Lord I done suffered thru too many years
And we done shed so so many tears
Lost many peers no memories
Just misery killing all my enemies
fuck her til she can't see fuck until we can't breath
Knock knock who there, dez nuts in your face
Bitch I'm eatin get a plate
All my niggas do the same most my homies hoover gang
Uh Larry Hoover, Lawrence Taylor, giant glocks
Patch your eye like a raider
Too many bitches call it pussy mania
Niggas tryna ball, swag, I don't do favors
Pac shit middle finger, finger fuck who ever hating
I'm the shit ya'll niggas constipated
fuck yo bitch its easy even to a caveman
I'm good, make it, make it rain til the roof cave in
85 laker, high rise, purple lasers
Marc Jacobs famous like the morning laser
No patients leave her in the lobby waiting
Vacation nigga I ain't talking Vegas

Well, Well done! Well, Well Done! Well, Well Done!
Finish him!