Wait just A Minute
Can Wait just A Minute?
Here you are, with me
And 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 trying to set the mood right
I'm just doing what a dude do
Do it over and over and over
Quick thing wanna run with me now
Swift thing just come with me now
Good steps go to the beat now
Over and over and over
It's just the way, that way, that way, that do it babe
All I can say, that say, the say that I'm the it
But I'd be lying babe
Just wanna wait for a minute
Wait for a minute
Hold up, I don't need no love
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 shit but that's a good odor
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 trying to set the mood right
I'm just doing what a dude do
Do it over and over and over
Quick thing wanna run with me now
Swift thing just come with me now
Good steps go to the beat now
Over and over and over
It's just the way, that way, that way, that do it babe
All I can say, that say, the say that I'm the it
But I'd be lying babe
[Intro]
Rack rack city bitch (repeat)
Mugga on the beat
[Verse 1]
Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch
Ten Ten Ten twenty on ya titties bitch
100 bee v.I.p. no guest list
T-Raw you don't know who you fucking wit?
Got my other bitch fucking wit my other bitch
Fucking all night nigga we ain't celibate
Make sound too dope I ain't selling it
Bar fresher than a muthafucking peppermint
Gold leather man last king killing shit
Young money Young money yeah we getting rich
Get ya grandmom off my dick (haha)
Girl you know what it is
[Hook] x2
Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch x3
Ten ten ten twenties and them fifties bitch
[Verse 2]
I'm muthafucking star [star]
Look at the paint on the car [car]
Too much rim make the ride to hard
Tell that bitch hop out, walk the boulevard
I need my money pronto
Get it in the morning like Alonzo
Green got cheese like a nacho
If you don't got no ass bitch wear poncho
Head hancho got my seat back
Nigga staring at me don't get bapped
Got my shirt off the club to packed
It's too turnt going up like gas
God damn pulled out my rags
Mike Mike Jackson nigga I'm back
T-T-T-Tatted up on my back
All the hoes love me you know what it is
[Hook] X2
Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch x3
Ten ten ten twenties and them fifties bitch
[Tyga Outro] X2
Throwing hundreds hundreds
Hundreds Hundreds
Rack rack city bitch
[tyga]
young nino, fuck a bitch in a peacoat
carlito, scarface, al pacino
bun b though, pimp c, r.i.p though
i goes deep in that pussy, dan marino
she wanna be the one, fuck her to my own single
break a bitch hard, no future miss cleo
snap back, au-au-automatic reload
flyer than a fucking beatle, you can't beat 'em
vampire fuck up your evening
i pop up and eat lunch, leave you in the cement
don't believe it, stripe like a fucking adidas
the gun selena, give a nigga beiber fever
real fucking hot, put it in park
take a shot, higher than a tube sock
you a bop, give me top top, as i load the guap
man these niggas say i'm fly but to her i'm god
[hook]
i'm faded faded faded
my nigga i'm faded faded faded (x7)
and i don't give a fuck
[tyga]
fuck is up, nigga's stomping in my chucks
yeah i make it rain dear, cause i'm all 'bout my bucks
use the butt up in the front, duck up in her cunt
and i put her in her hole, holy, one, quat quat
ergggh
super mcnasty, why you mclovin
when the bitch call me daddy
pimp no caddy, she wish she never had me
treat her like a dog, called the bitch lassy
young savvy, bang her like cincinatti
above average, f-fly like i'm aladdin
they bend backwards, done the pussy at them
i'm ben wallace, dunk up in your basket
balls in the air, no games, i'm serious, double dare
there's too many bitches, why these n-ggas wanna stare
pat ron up in here, this ain't no beer
[hook]
[lil' wayne]
mama, there go that monster
abracadabra, magic johnson
my mutherfucking doctor, said i need a doctor
so i called house, now i am a pill popper
faded like skinnys, young money we winning
i told her if i change, she won't get a penny
milking this shit, pregnant bitch tities
bringing home the bacon, i'm fucking miss piggy
loaded like a semi, semi naked pictures
she knows my duck, she call it nigga richard
prior to me coming, i had to stick my thumb in
i asked one time, smell my finger make you vomit
flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit i worn it
she tried to jack me off, can't beat it, join it
tunechi, punechi, that what she call it
flag scarlett, i killed it, mourned it
Travis Porter (Chorus)
Ok now ladies, yeah
If you know you bad, yeah
Don’t need no man got your
own bands put up your hands
if you a top notch bitch let
me hear you holler
Bend it over, yeah
touch your toes,
whip it out show dem hoes ya bank roll
Slang ya hair hit the broke hoes wit it
poke it out damn
Shawty you can get it
Tyga (Verse 1)
Ah, 1234 get a booty 5
I like my bitches real thick lil more thighs
Richer than your own...nigga no lie
stacks in the pussy hole, hard at the g spot
Real gentlemen … I’m hot fresh above that water
I ain’t even swim
Heard she got a nigger, well he could be a man
Then I wouldn’t shake his hand with a broke hand
I don’t fear them nigga…
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Make a bitch trip butt naked like a pole dance
Standing in the club on a … couch shit
Ride a mike ….
Travis Porter (chorus)
Tyga (verse 2)
Man I get it, man I get it, get it in for real
She ain’t with it I ain’t tripping got one at the crib
Planking on the Maybach this is how I live
Give a bitch banana dick then I make her do the split
Heard you was a trick, trick them bitches you a pimp
Man that bitch simple, you ain’t gotta sip
I’m flyer than a blimp fly how she getting hit
…no hat … burn a bitch
Nigga straight snitching, report like journalist
Hell I’m on my shit, like horses is
Grab a friend … bitch
Travis Porter (Chorus)
Make It Nasty
Make it nasty , make it nasty
Drop drop it on a bitch , make it nasty
Make it nasty , make it nasty
Pop pop it on a bitch , make it nasty
Uhhh. Yeah Bitch Make it Nasty
Tounge down ha Throat
While the other bitch gaggin
Bottles in the basket
Pills in the plastic
She gone do drugs , but we'on do acid
Fuckin on the mattress, hit the best spring
Aint nothin better, it's the best thing
Gotta China bitch , straight from bay ging
Pussy so tight, all she do is scream
Oh , bend it over , make u touch ya toes
I like how she merry go round around the pole
Pose , ha , open , close.
I like when my bitches don't wear no clothes
It's hot up in this mother fucker , r-r-reload
Gangstas in this mother,
We got it sold
T-T-T -Raww , when I walk in the door
Bitches they know , yeah , bitches they know . Ha
Make it nasty , make it nasty
Drop drop it on a bitch , make it nasty
Make it nasty , make it nasty
Pop pop it on a bitch , make it nasty (x2)
Uhh , Yeah nigga ima star
Stacks on black , u could use the black car
Pull-up , hop out , Valet the car
Bout to go big , got bitches da lore
Tippin on the ____ , then she drop it to the floor
I like blowjobs , she could be my employ
(back it up) Then I put it in her backdoor
Now it lights out , l-lights out , like roid
Jones Junior , T-Raww the ruler
Slicker than a Gold patch , gold chain Cuban
Rope , till it's brusin , Dick on punte'
Gimmie gimmie chocha , Kill it like OJ
Make it nasty , make it nasty
Drop drop it on a bitch , make it nasty
Make it nasty , make it nasty
Pop pop it on a bitch , make it nasty (x2)
Tap tap tap that ass make it nasty (x3) Clap clap clap that ass make it nasty
Tap tap tap that ass make it nasty (x3) Clap clap clap that ass make it nasty
Make it nasty , make it nasty
Drop drop it on a bitch , make it nasty
Make it nasty , make it nasty
Pop pop it on a bitch , make it nasty (x2)
