Lirik Young Money - Senile (feat. Tyga, Nicki Minaj, Lil Wayne) Lyrics

[Tyga]
AUGHH...
High in the video, fuck with me, hella raw, raw got a little riddle, riddle, twerk for a star
Started from the- like Christina, got a million/Millian; man I'm a good guy, turned to a vill-i-an
Bully in the pack turned to a rat, pussy on my jack, I, hit a bitch with a car bomb
Bombs in L.A., bombs in the Bay, nigga you ain't safe, I, run with niggas like O-Dog
All we do is ball.. all we do is ball, now I'm passed out
Lean in the drop, ice in the watch nigga, that's Ben & Jerry dollars, watch a nigga make a stack house
Gingerbread man run while you can, all you niggas lame, tooly on me, got killers on speed dial
Infrared blam if a nigga shout, don't get packed out, pro'lly hear the paparazzi when I back out

[Chorus: Tyga]
Can you see now? Are you senile?
Can you see now? You could see now?
Can you see now? Can you see now?
Can you see now? When you see a nigga, don't be actin' senile

[Nicki Minaj]
Sky dweller check, helicopter pad, droppin' off a body bag, money talk, guess I got the gift of gab
Don't interject, don't intercept, you ain't on a jet, you ain't meet a bitch with this kinda money yet
Yeah, I got an Audemar, I ain't set the time once and I know they say they shine, I ain't seen 'em shine once
All these rappers is my sons, and I'm always nine months; man if this was baseball, I ain't let 'em slide once
Do you see now? You playin' D now?
Oh, you wanna beat me, how? Oh, you the number one draft in the league now?
R-r-ride down ya block, doors twelve o'clock, Lambo, the drop, bike niggas, ain't stoppin' for a cop
I got this shit locked tighter than a bear hug; when them bitches rap, niggas need an ear plug
Can you see now?

[Chorus]

[Tyga - repeat 4X]
Ride with the heat, trunk full of beat, bomb like the Middle East, I got, killers in the street

[Lil Wayne]
Nigga got a problem? See about it, knock the nigga off, beat the body
I'm just makin' all these deposits; (Neighborhood) nice and quiet, thought I saw Mr. Rogers, nigga
I could sell salt and equalize it - wait, I said I could sell salt and equalize it
Boy, I got every award but a Heisman, do a drive by on you niggas, make a U-turn for survivors
Take a newborn from his momma, stick a shoe horn in vaginas, got the coupe on Yokohamas, got the super soaker chopper, uh
We'll kidnap the kingpin, like "Who is your supplier?"
Nigga better know the fire, nigga better know somebody, I know niggas that'll kill ya for a little notoriety
I can make a lion say "meow", I'm in this mothafucka gettin' money 'til I'm SENILE!!
Tunechi!

[Chorus 2X]

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Lirik Tyga - Show You (feat. Future) Lyrics

Yeah, yeah,

[Hook: Future & Tyga]
I’m just now getting to know you
There is a thing I wanna show you
(Show you off, show you off)
There Is a lot I wanna tell you
(No doubt, no doubt)
I'm so scared of failure
There Is a thing I wanna show you
(Show you off, show you off)
There's something I wanna show you
(Show you off, show you off)
There Is a lot I wanna tell you
(No doubt, no doubt)
I'm so scared of failure
(Don't wanna let it all out, yeah)

[Verse 1: Tyga]
That pussy mine, that's anytime
And I get it when I call
She said, couldn't pick a better time
I know it's early, just got back in town
I'mma be there in a minute, drop that towel and it's going down
Pull up on your block, all the neighbours watch
Little things, tell you you're pretty, know you get that a lot
Eyes from a distance, his and hers, gold watch
Everybody seen you with them now them heels, sold out
I invest that time, I respect your grind
Don't keep each other in the dark,cause the sun won't shine
Don't wanna rush it right, but that ass fine
But for now let's just vibe, cause

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I see you working on your body, getting ready for summer
I just got a new phone, and I lost your number
But I'mma get it, cause it's that important
Had to hit up your so called 'friends', man, them bitches annoying
I'm on the road, tell me what you're doing
I got that dough love for you, don't let it ruin
How about you come see LA like a Bruin
Focus on on what we got going, not what everybody else doing
Friday, Friday, party like it's your birthday
They on the same thing and we changed up, they thirsty
Drop the top, California never rains
I feel your love and pain, it's crazy babe, 'cause

[Hook]

[Bridge: Future]
It's like you up and walked in my life out of nowhere
(Where you come from?)
And if I lie to you today girl, that wouldn't be fair (I see)
I wanna take you around the globe
Let me show you off everywhere
(Freebandz)
And eventually I want us to take you there
Oh, yeah

[Hook x2]

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Lirik Tyga - Dope (feat. Rick Ross) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyga]
T-Rawws rock my own kick game
8 figure deal figure how I'm courtside at clip game
Still pop ace king shit I'm with Rozay
Black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ
OK the day you beating me bitch no day
Bandz a make her dance that's thousand dollar foreplay
AK get a full clip not a soundwave
You kissed her in her mouth, ask her how my dick taste
Bitch nigga you don't want no drama, I'm worth a couple commas
It's death before dishonor
Last King come sign up, all my shit be designer
Extroardinary rhymer I bodied yo' shit for nothin'
Wes, west up, hot temper
Get wet up she give me head not neck up
She clean the mess up
One false move death from gesture
Cash in the safe nigga I don't feel no pressure

[Hook-Tyga]
I'm dope
(All) all my shit dope
(All) all my shit dope
Cause it's 187 how I killing these hoes

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
H on the Buckle, Hermes and the hustle
Crown on the watch, young niggas still thuggin'
8.7 on the crib so fuck it
Went gold in a month so it ain't no budget
New chains, rollex links
New chick just to drag my mink
New car just to ride 'round here
Aviator crew we flyest 'round here
Hating on hood niggas dying 'round here
Bath Salt Boss, got insurance on the beard
Cars rockstars, dope boys at odds
I done seen it all but it's back to these broads
Hands clap like a nigga in the stadium
Million dollar chain but I'm rocking 8 of 'em
I see you slipping boy don't make me pick your label up
Scottie Pippen on the dribble I just laid 'em up
Another triple got me tripping like it's angel dust
We just winning all the women in my table ah
Say my name say my name nigga say my name
100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Chief rocka, pill popper
Tell her to pull them things out cause my car topless
Off topic, get on top it, what’s your synopsis
So sincere in her belly, that's that Nas shit
King announcing that gangsta shit we mobbin'
We taking your dollars creflo no white collar
I (pop pop) wish a nigga would call Thomas
Bitch I'm the bomb call me the unabomber
Money in my game I'm driving shit that's insane
You niggas stay in your lane no playing ain't nothing changed
Pardon this good regime, I make your girl David Blaine
Murder was the case all the kids say that nigga T-raw

[Hook]

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Lirik Eminem - No Return (feat. Drake & Tyga) Lyrics

chorus
my heart is telling me to be different
its about time for me to move on
swallow everything, that i learned
i'm at a point of no return
(no return x7)
i'm at a point of no return.

man it feels like these walls are closing in, this roof is caving in,
oop its time to raise it then
your days are numbered like pages in my book
of rhymes got em cookem boy
this crooked mind of mine got em all shook
and scared to look in my eyes,
i stole that f*ckin clock, i took the time and i came up from behind
and pretty much snuck up and butt f-cked this game up
better be careful when you bring my name up f*ck this fame
that aint what i came to claim, but the game aint gonna be the same
on the day that i leave it
i swear one way or another i’ma make these f-ckin haters believe it,
i swear to god wont spear the rod, i’m a man of my word
so your f*ckin heads better nod
im gonna f*ck around in this bitch and roast everybody
sleep on me that pillow is where your head will lie,
permanently bi*ch it’s beddy-bye,
this world is my easter egg, yeah, prepare to die’
my head is swoll
my confidence is up
this stage is my pedastal
im unstoppable the incredible hulk
your trapped in my medicine ball
i can run circles around you so fast your f*ckin head will spin dog,
i’ll split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives, i’ll f-ckin

chorus

my heart is telling me to be different
its about time for me to move on
swallow everything, that i learned
i'm at a point of no return
(no return x7)
i'm at a point of no return.

one thing bout music when it hits you feel no pain
and i swear i got this shit that makes these bitches go insane
so they tell me that they love me i know better than that it's just game
it's just what comes from fame
and i'm ready for that i'm just saying
i really can't complain, everything is kosher
two thumbs up, ebert and roeper
i really can't see the end getting any closer
but i'll probably still be the man when everything is over
so i'm riding through the city with my high beams on
can you see me can you see me get your visine on
y'all just do not fit the picture
turn your wide screen on
if you thinking i'm gonna quit before i die dream on
man they treat me like a legend
am i really this cold
i'm really too young to be feeling this old
it's about time you admit it who you kidding man
nobody's ever done it like i did it

chorus

my heart is telling me to be different
its about time for me to move on
swallow everything, that i learned
i'm at a point of no return
(no return x7)
i'm at a point of no return.

i'm hot motherfucker, get a plate bitch
don't say shit, get your face lift
rozay bitch let the champagne drip
niggas swag jack, but this l.a. shit
get it back, give it back ain't 'bout shit
snap back them ain't even rare where the tag a what
wack ass all up in my ear bitch bag back
i bag bad bitches motherfucker kat stacks
yellow nigga, no cabs
got the phantom out, no mats
get your camera out uh, one flash
hot beams steady shot clap your ass
aw, t. raw i'm so uh
loc's on, chucks low, black beanie dog
patron top wash straight from the liquor store
i'm turned up i can't feel my face so

chorus

my heart is telling me to be different
its about time for me to move on
swallow everything, that i learned
i'm at a point of no return
(no return x7)
i'm at a point of no return.

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