Tyga

[fox69]

"Bloodline"

"Bloodline"


Have not betrayed your ideals
Your ideals betrayed you
Your eyes will not close
What are you gonna do?

Why blood wanna take mine?
Tell cuz won't take mine
I'm just tryna make way for my bloodline
Gotta make a way for my bloodline
So make way, nigga, in due time
Paid dues and I'm due mine
Tryna make way for my bloodline
Stained blood through my bloodline
So why cuz wanna take mine?
Why blood wanna take mine?
Tryna make way for my bloodline
Gotta make a way for my bloodline
So make way, nigga, in due time
Paid dues and I'm due mine
Tryna make way for my bloodline
Stained blood through my bloodline

They said it's racist, black on black faces
Can't portray a nigga when you're called it daily
Days I've dreamt, defeated diplomatic immunity
Ain't shit safe, livin' in a gated community
I put miles on this hooptie, my heroine's tookie
Never seen real life like a gangster movie
Though we kept that Uzi, black gators, we're movin'
Like pharaohs in tombs, bitch, I'm back in tune, bitch
Black out the room, we birthed into this
Who is this new nigga? Who is the proven?
Hundred percent real, no silicone music
I don't do it for you niggas, I just do it to do it
Years ago I swear I was Prince Zamunda
Now I'm King T Ruler
Never know when you're winnin' 'til you start losin'
Can't lose it

Have not betrayed your ideals
Your ideals betrayed you
Your eyes will not close
What are you gonna do?

Why cuz wanna take mine?
Why blood wanna take mine?
I'm just tryna make way for my bloodline
Gotta make a way for my bloodline
So make way, nigga, in due time
Paid dues and I'm due mine
Tryna make way for my bloodline
Stained blood through my bloodline
Why blood wanna take mine?
Tell cuz won't take mine
Tryna make way for my bloodline
Gotta make a way for my bloodline
So make way, nigga, in due time
Paid dues and I'm due mine
Tryna make way for my bloodline
Stained blood through my bloodline
(What are you gonna do?)

I'm King Ramses of my era
Pacin' everlastin' love, couldn't take me this far
But still my heart racin' to new life and past relations
I'm on deck, Last King, standin' formation
Take a look at your life 'fore you judge mine
Middle finger high, fuck a peace sign
Please give me somethin' to write about, it's been too long
23 years behind bars, no father, shoulder to lean on
No love lost, just cold found
I just... wanna see wealth and my family smile
Wanna pass a better generation down
Cosigned since a child, let him make his way down
A man who they praise now, gon' kneel down, say a prayer loud
I'm here, niggas actin' like I had invitations
Like a nigga just slept, woke up in a mansion and shit
Like a nigga in the club all night dancin' and shit
Like the Jamie Foxx Show, bitches actin' fancy and shit
Shit... if I could I would, my nigga
Right now I'm just focused, livin' good, my nigga
All that shit on TV lookin' good, my nigga
Shit, you doin' your thing, as you should, my nigga
As you should, my nigga

Keep doin' your thing
I see you
Just take it day by day
Can't take this shit when you leave
Only thing you leave behind is your bloodline
Keep doin' your thing, my nigga
As you should, my nigga
As you should, my nigga

 

[fox69]

"Bouncin' On My Dick"
(feat. Dash D Cadet (Cold Flamez))

"Bouncin' On My Dick"
(feat. Dash D Cadet (Cold Flamez))



[Intro:]
Ha, ey ey tell them bitches to come through ya
Tell them to bring a bottle too

Ha. Uh

[Hook:]
Got a badass bitch just bouncin' on my dick
Bouncin' on my dick
Bouncin' on my dick

Got a badass bitch just bouncin' on my dick
Bouncin' on my dick
Bouncin' on my dick

She bad then a mothafucka bouncin' on my dick
Bouncin' on my dick
Bouncin' on my dick

She bad then a mothafucka bouncin' on my dick
Got a badass bitch just bouncin' on my dick

[Verse 1:]
Uhhh got a badass bitch bouncin' on my dick
Tapout dick ill make the pussy quit

Glock laced up if a nigga gon trip
Shell never cheat but she gon let me hit
I beat the pussy up both hands on the hips

Chips so good like salsa when you dip
Oh cockstraw baby cum on take a sip
Don't push me out don't push me out cause im going all in

O.M.G.O.L.D trojan I knew she was a flip
So I make her head spin

Head doctor nurse becky medicine
Never pretend get give you more balls then a rem

Ahhhhh, shake shake shake shake dat ass like its nothing
And drop drop drop dat ass like its something
Niggas in club, niggas throwing money, my niggas throwing money

Bitch I know you want it

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Now get deep in it, lemme see you see you shake your thighs
With some freak in it
Go ahead, bring it back, don't run with it
I'm dumbicious, its playtime and I'm tryina have some fun with it
She a bad bitch and that ass just come with it
Make it twerk, make it clap, go dumb with it
Goddamn
She a freak I'ma get it in a night gown
I wanna watch it go up...and back down
Ten shots, got me in a headlock
Every time that ass bounce, make a nigga head rock
Red bone red hot, its my time of bitch, chillin in the club wit her, I gotta...I gotta

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Bring It Back"

"Bring It Back"


Real nigga, Shoe box no safe
120 no roof benz on the interstate
Swag template niggas copy then they paste
Pound sign pound sign get the fuck out ma face

Money rotate, ATL ass shake
Grab a bitch by they waist
38 block case. Pump base. base head
Crack flow make you crave
All black like blade
You's a pig nigga bade. (Ha)
You on the ground like a slave
I'm a oversees nigga 30 cash all pay
Put my cream on her face now she think its olay
Otay last king nigga gold on the gate
You niggas gassed up, Beno
Tr-Treat ya bitch like a dog, Dino
Riding round' town wit ya girl boy ceelo
Deelo. we don't give a fuck about no hoe no hoe
Make the booty bounce like a pogo
Looking for a white bitch what it do Jojo
Mojo kudos your just a punto
I'mma red bull, Tony cuco
Naked women on my plate
Put a rubber where you taste
G-Got to play it safe
Ayeee mate got these bitches straight fightin in my face
Over me cuz I'm a king and plus I don't never hate cause I'mma.

Real nigga, Shoe box no safe
120 no roof benz on the interstate
Swag template niggas copy then they paste
Pound sign pound sign get the fuck out ma face
Get the fuck out ma face
Get the fuck out ma face, face, face, face, face

Finish him

 

[fox69]

"Bunkin'"
(with Chris Brown)
(feat. Jay 305 & T.I.)

"Bunkin'"
(with Chris Brown)
(feat. Jay 305 & T.I.)



[Chris Brown:]
100, keep this shit 100
100

[Hook - Chris Brown:]
Yeah, my bitch she bunkin'
She went from nothing now she somthing
My bitch bunkin'
She only clap that ass for me
My bitch bunkin'
I taught her how to whip a key
Now my trap jumpin'
She bring that dough to me how I want it
In fifties, hundreds, all that
Money is money, my nigga
Even small stacks
We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga
I throw that cash in the air
This shit feel great, my nigga

[Jay 305:]
(I don't know if you know
How it feel to ride out in sunset watching the sunset
California, Los Angeles my nigga
Whats happen though?)
My bitch grind
My boo now know I'm thugging
I'm from the Slums
She know I'm in the streets, she hold my guns
Ain't seen my P.O. in weeks
Fuckin' months
Told her hold my spot down I'm on the run
I got my motherfucking J's on
Finna hit Arkansas get these OXYs off
Come back to L.A., wipe my case
Where I'm from it's bang or ball
Fucking bitches like yo misses
Flip em' like a case of raw
Back to to business flipping digits
Splitting switches with my niggas
Came from nothing, from nothing to something
Know my struggle, my momma know I'm thugging
Coming out the county jail smell like public
Yo momma love it, got your main bitch
On my side on time, nigga my bitch she bunkin'

[Hook]

[T.I.:]
Now don't it feel great
When you ride through the hood when you known as Bill Gates
With a super bad bitch in a drop Lamborghini
Make a home girl hate
Trap nigga known to have a quarter-mill a day
Proof that selling drugs on the corner still pay
I make a hundred Gs, spend 40 on ki's
Put the rest away just in case I caught a real case
And I ain't gon' stop
Teaching you the shit that you ain't know about
Stop cuffing that bitch, like she ain't no thot
Racks on that ass, think it ain’t gon drop?
Even if not, bet the brain on fire
Nigga 14 years I remain on fire
Men do, women too but the game don’t lie
Still up to the same old shit
Bang on the pussy nigga they ain't no shit
Stop playing with the pussy you know you don't want this
Shut the fuck down or yo ass gon get it
In public, it's nothing
I'm right back in my bunkin'
Ain't what you do it's how you does it and we does it cuzin

[Hook]

[Tyga:]
Make me harder, miss your daughter
She just wanna lay and party
Be my naughty girl in college
Fuck you all the time, I'm tired
Wake up on it it's that
Early morning, tap that wet wet
You know a nigga love breakfast, I'ma bite that
Got money in the mattress where I hide it at
Counting alla that, fuck alla them niggas
They don't know what to do with all that
As a matter fact get on my lap
Put you on the map take you out the trap
From a condo to a larger state
Got double gates, if I catch a case
Will you wait on me and build me up again, if so

[Chris Brown:]
Yeah my niggas thuggin', poppin' rubber bands
Money in my hand
Double cuppin' with the Sprite
Mix it up with the Xans
With some zombies here tonight
Slow motion, your bitch choosy
She say "Don't they call you Breezy?"
I told that bitch "I'm out here coolin"
With a hunnid million dollars, got a hunnid on my chain
Got a million dollar body with a hundred dollar brain
Girl your booty like a pumpkin
And my bitch she be bunkin'

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Bussin Out Da Bag"

"Bussin Out Da Bag"


Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag, yeah
This is big money, shit be bustin' out the bag, yeah
Shawty in designer jeans bussin' out the back, yeah
Bussin' out the window, heard they bussin' at the club
Bussin' out the bottles and the models gettin' drunk
Fuckin' on a model and I'm bussin' where I want
Diamonds in the Rollie and they bussin' out the bag
Bussin' out the bag yeah, fuck it now I'm cashin'
You gon feel my fire have me bussin' out the Lamb'
You gon get me hot and have me bust out the Bugatti
I run into the dealership, I'm bussin' out the bag
Won't let me out the deal, the streets gon get it still
Fuck what they talkin' bout?
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag

Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag
This is big money, shit be bustin' out the bag
Red cups and paper plates bustin' out the trash
I'm living in the hills but I'm gutta to my heart
You niggas know you owe me yeah you runnin' up a tab
200 when I'm rollin' got it bussin' out the dash
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, I'm bussin' out a hit
Bussin' out the bags then I'm jumpin' out the whip
You can see I'm cookin', yeah it's jumpin' out the pan
Bought out Bathin' Apes, spent the summer in Japan
It's somethin' to you boys but it's nothin' to the man
Money still comin', yeah it's bussin' out the bag
Fuck it, now I'm gassed
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag

Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag, yeah
This is big money, shit be bustin' out the bag, yeah
Shawty in designer jeans bussin' out the back, yeah
Bussin' out the window, heard they bussin' at the club
Bussin' out the bottles and the models gettin' drunk
Fuckin' on a model and I'm bussin' where I want
Diamonds in the Rollie and they bussin' out the bag
Bussin' out the bag yeah, fuck it now I'm cashin'
You gon feel my fire have me bussin' out the Lamb'
You gon get me hot and have me bust out the Bugatti
I run into the dealership, I'm bussin' out the bag
Won't let me out the deal, the streets gon get it still
Fuck what they talkin' bout?
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag

Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag
Long Maybach and I'm fuckin' in the back
She bussin' on my seats, I was puffin' on the gas
Took another puff, fuck it, now I'm gassed
Gold shine papers got me bussin' down the gram
Ballin' with my gang, ain't no fun without the fam
Took a trip to Europe, I was bussin' out the bag
Ballin' out in Paris, yeah they love me out in France
You be talkin' to the man, jumpin' out the van
My niggas don't be talkin', we be bussin' out the bag
We just hit the mall, don't give a fuck about the tag
Told her like, "Bad bitch, throw it in the bag"
Bitches bussin' out
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag

Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag, yeah
This is big money, shit be bustin' out the bag, yeah
Shawty in designer jeans bussin' out the back, yeah
Bussin' out the window, heard they bussin' at the club
Bussin' out the bottles and the models gettin' drunk
Fuckin' on a model and I'm bussin' where I want
Diamonds in the Rollie and they bussin' out the bag
Bussin' out the bag yeah, fuck it now I'm cashin'
You gon feel my fire have me bussin' out the Lamb'
You gon get me hot and have me bust out the Bugatti
I run into the dealership, I'm bussin' out the bag
Won't let me out the deal, the streets gon get it still
Fuck what they talkin' bout?
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag

 

[fox69]

"Can't Be Friends"

"Can't Be Friends"


Whether the game of love ends on a bad note.
Or being honest make the trust grow.
Apparentally it make you argue more.
The more things you throw.
DVD’s and my dirty clothes.
Telling me shutup, I’m leavin’ you.
The reason you ain’t even got one.
It wasn’t true.
Look at her, now look at you.
I know we ain’t perfect.
But I made our world utopia.
How could you not notice?
In denial cause you’re used to losin’.
Put me through, it ain’t the answer to it.
Put on my Vans, take a walk to cool it.
But you was always a test and I’m a student.
Tryin my best,
But I never get the right solutions.
I swear it’s one thing after another one.
F-ck it I’m done.
Am I done?
Mother say I’m too young.
But what that mean?
I took a chance and now I’m playin,
The game of love.
Now it’s never ending.
Forever chasin’.
That first feeling.
On a quest for a womans treasure.
They keep it hidden.
I gotta find love even if it kill me.
(I gotta find love even if it kill me.)
Can run into it anyday.
But knowing me I prolly never meet.
Only speak when a fan speak.
Never chattin’ with a stranger.
But there’s something about this girl that got me thinkin’. (Damn)
I-Phone accidentally called her.
Says hello? Silent moment.
Man, I been missin’ you.
And I know you miss me too.
She sighed then she said,
Thought we’d be together ’till the end.
And this the end.
So good luck with your career.
Cause we can no longer be friends anymore.

Damn.

 

[fox69]

"Careless World"

"Careless World"


[Intro]
I awoke from a dream
Filled of a world full of greed and hate
The world was my thoughts, and surroundings
I realized I needed to rise... and become king
My own destiny

[Hook]
Take a look around, tears from they eyes
Knees on the ground, money in the sky
Take a look around, ain’t shit nice?
Praying for my life, hope I make it through the night

[Verse 1]
Take a look around, the city on fire
It’s all taking place in the middle of my mind
I stand in the middle, cause death right beside
Murdering is simple, get your life simplified
Where the bones lie, rebuild another life
America’s pie, put my hand in the pot
I can’t get caught in the streets I was taught
Raised off anger, but it wasn’t my fault
Nigga, take a look around, it’s needles on the ground
Never gave three fucks, and I still don’t now
I’m fuckin’ in the house, babysitter on the couch
Thirteen like, "What this shit comin’ out?"
Pass me a jimmy, I ain’t ready for a child
I hope nobody hears "bitch, why you so loud?"
Turn on the tube, put my head on the cloud
Breathe, inhale, the angels can’t help
Tyga, take a look around
Take a look around

[Hook]
Take a look around, tears from they eyes
Knees on the ground, money in the sky
Take a look around, ain’t shit nice?
Praying for my life, hope I make it through the night
Take a look around
Take a look around

[Verse 2]
(Take a look around)
All night, fighting ‘em for my life
Praying that everything gon’ be right
(Take a look around)
Ain’t it nice, truth over the lies?
Young Knights, we kings in the skies
(Take a look around)
I ride around in my city
Bitches pictures up in they titties
Man, you fake, all of us know it
I’m original and I show it
Roll one time for everyone down and
T-two times for the nigga that bounce
Then why you sitting round that couch shit
My money building, like houses
Feeling like you wise
Truth be told, it’s all lies
These the days of our lives
Why you wasting all of your time?
Voices from the skies
Said that evil fall in yo rise
They judge me low to the dirt
Then they celebrate to my highs
Why you, why you wanna be fake, I fucking hate you
Why you made cause I ain’t take you?
Last day alive, I wouldn’t even date you
"I’ll replace you with somebody better" that you only make up
We just make up, wake up king and queen and rule the world a little later
Later on in that day, tears all in her face
I said I’m going away
She begging me to stay
Took a look in her eyes, then she put my hands on her waist
Said, “Don’t leave, we’ve got a baby on the way”
(Take a look around)
All night, fighting em for my life
Praying that everything gon’ be right
(Take a look around)
Ain’t it nice, truth over the lies?
Young Knights, we kings in the skies
(Take a look around)
I ride around in my city
Bitches pictures up in they titties
Man, you fake, all of us know it
I’m original and I show it
(Take a look around)
I ride around in my city
Bitches pictures up in they titties
Man, you fake, all of us know it
I’m original and I show it
(Take a look around)

[Outro: Martin Luther King Jr.]
I want you to know tonight
That we, as a people, will get to the promised land
And I’m not worried about anything, I’m not fearing any man
My eyes have seen the glory, of the coming of the Lord

 

[fox69]

"Cartoonz"

"Cartoonz"


T Y G A

Zippin', dippin' jabs super fast in a flash
It's Tygaman, Tygaman
Tatted up on my mask, superhero for the cash
It's Tygaman, Tygaman

My life is, my life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than, shh, you ever saw
I fume to the left and fume to the right and
Then I'm g-g-gone

Meet me, the Looney Tune 17 from the CPT
Ed, Edd 'n' Eddy couldn't beat me in more D's
Roll 22's on the whip, they call them
Fantastic Fours and shh, whoa I'm sick

Introducing, Billy the Kid
Space jammin' with Banana's In Pajamas
No homo, excuse my manners
I go from Hulk to David Banner

Land of bandannas
They Yosemite Sam ya, ya Fugazi like
Two Stupid Dogs' talkin' as they walkin'
I couldn't believe that, shh, oops I almost slipped

Porkey Pig dollar bills
Plus Tweety Bird sits on my wrist
Man, warning, you'll get booked like Orbitz
Your corpses will be with Yogi in the forest

Quick reminder on short notice
I got the swag potion
Take a sip until you're no longer sober

My life is, my life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I fume to the left and fume to the right and
Then I'm g-g-gone

My life is, my life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I voom to the left and voom to the right and
Then I'm g-g-gone

Stand down, we have a man down
I, Tasmanian devil in my bezel
The ice so heavy Bam Bam couldn't lift my pebbles
The Flintstones say the stones make you flint as you stare in it

Ridiculous bright with a little glare in it
The light beams off it like The Power Puff Girls who stare at it
My spaceship come equipped with a Jetson engine
To the milky way I'm dippin'

Bravo Johnny says, we're space pimpin'
With the huh, huh, ha, I always get 'em
The grill lookin' Ojish but not Simpson
I'm more like blue and yellow mixed, Marge Simpson

You lil' countin' chickens
Scooby Doo can't even figure out what Tyga's missin'
Maybe nothin', there's gotta be something
To rap, he's like carrots to Bugs Bunny
With cash I'm the Energizer Bunny, long money

My life is, my life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I fume to the left and fume to the right and
Then I'm g-g-gone

My life is, my life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I voom to the left and voom to the right and
Then I'm g-g-gone

Zippin', dippin' jabs super fast in a flash
It's Tygaman, Tygaman
Tatted up on my mask, superhero for the cash
It's Tygaman, Tygaman

T Y G A
T Y G A
T Y G A
T Y G A

My life is, my life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I fume to the left and fume to the right and
Then I'm g-g-gone

My life is, my life is like a cartoon y'all
More crazier than shh you ever saw
I voom to the left and voom to the right and
Then I'm g-g-gone

 

[fox69]

"Cash Money"

"Cash Money"


[Intro:]
Aye... Who that in the Lambo?
That's the Last King boy, haan?
Last King Records takin' over for the 2016 'till forever

[Hook:]
I got bitches in my swimming pool
Real life mermaids
Models in my living room
Lined by Hermes
Yeah nigga...
Somebody must have heard me when I prayed
Cause I'm paid cash money
Uh, Cash Money never paid me
But your boy did his thing
Still make cash money
Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna

[Verse 1:]
Rolex, mo' sex
T-Raww, gon' flex
Bad bitches
Ass, chest
Rich niggas, no stress
Smoke when I wanna
Ball when I wanna
Fuck who I wanna
Everything a hundred
My cars diamond diamond
Still minks in the summer
Ice in my grill
Tattoos on my stomach
Yeah, she break it down
Break break it down
I'm in the court
Talkin' chat, choppers style
Yeah that choppers style
Chit chat choppers style
We lived a lot
Nigga we on a loud
Uhh private jet
Bubble legs
Super famous don't need no press
I'm a hot boy shout out Weezy baby
If yo' manners low
Niggas you should pay em

[Hook:]
I got bitches in my swimming pool
Real life mermaids
Models in my living room
Lined by Hermes
Yeah nigga...
Somebody must have heard me when I prayed
Cause I'm paid Cash Money
Uh, Cash Money never paid me
But your boy did his thing
Still make cash money
Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna

[Verse 2:]
Homie we talkin' a lot
She be frontin' a lot
Wanna pull up on the block
Bitches rubbin' their twat
I'm in the car with a vibe
Yeah that car goes a lot
Now she fuckin' a lot
Yeah we fuckin' a lot
Now she rubbin' my cock
Yeah we hug in the block
Put your face in my watch
Yeah that's chrono watch
All ice
I got hella how's believe me
Tell 'em bitches pimpin' ain't easy
I'm on top with the top down
One knock with the sugar and I'm sauced out
I'm hot now
Played with fire, I ain't never drown
Ballin' out number 1
With assist now
Big hits, mo' rich
New car, new bitch
I'm a hot boy, free B.G
Free to Carter V, let your streets eat

[Hook x2:]
I got bitches in my swimming pool
Real life mermaids
Models in my living room
Lined by Hermes
Yeah nigga...
Somebody must have heard me when I prayed
Cause I'm paid cash money
Uh, Cash Money never paid me
But your boy did his thing
Still make cash money
Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna

 

[fox69]

"Celebration"
(feat. T-Pain)

"Celebration"
(feat. T-Pain)



[Hook - T-Pain]
I ain’t gotta do nothing, I ain’t gotta say shit
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up, it’s a fucking celebration
Yeah, everything is alright, I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly shit baby
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

[Verse 1 - Tyga]
Ballin' in this bitch cause I’m better
Models at my table when they down for whatever
It’s a cold world so it’s heat in my leather
We gonna make it rain, we ain’t tripping off the weather
Birthday suits removed, ya negligee
Jay baby baby let me put you on game
I got that crazy crazy eye drive you insane
Every plane tint shades make these niggas know my name
T-Raw, young star, Gringo
Shining hard every second don't blink ho
If you ain’t sipping and you tripping better drink more
Too many dicks on the field trying to get yours
What your home girl don’t know
Won’t hurt her so girl let go
They say they ain’t tricking nigga got it
But we ain’t tricking anything and we got it, so

[Hook - T-Pain]
I ain’t gotta do nothing, I ain’t gotta say shit
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up, it’s a fucking celebration
Yeah, everything is alright, I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly shit baby
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

[Verse 2 - Tyga]
Fly, fly niggas do fly things
Overseas, I can put you on my dream team
High king, Tyga-lajuwon 2 rings, yeah we on one
We ain’t never done, it’s small fun when you living how we living
Big living room, beautiful women
Baby take your shoes off, she just trying to kick it
Gone down town now, she gonna let me kiss it
So good, yep yep, Young Money and we all good
All my homies in this thing wish a nigga would
If a nigga could, I don’t think he should
Getting money, rocking clubs like T Woods
Bright lights like we living in the sky
Everybody put your hands up high
Yeah, it ain’t tricking nigga got it
But we ain’t tricking anything and we got it, so

[Hook - T-Pain (x2)]
I ain’t gotta do nothing, I ain’t gotta say shit
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up, it’s a fucking celebration
Yeah, everything is alright, I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly shit baby
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches