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TYGA - Tyga Montana Lyrics

Ugh, Tyga Montana
Got a white bitch named Hanna
She gigginÂ’ off on my grammar
Pop that titty call that shit Janet
IÂ’m on straight Goose nÂ’ Tropicana
Hoes like IÂ’m Santa
She Jimmy Choo no sandals
FlippinÂ’ bitches like they all channels
One hand in my handle
Hammer time then IÂ’m dancing
Got real hawks in Atlanta
Scar your face for that mansion
Tell ‘er bounce, she prancing
What thatÂ’s polka dots on your panties?
Who the boss? Tony Danza
Know you lazy niggas cant stand me
We got 4 doors and more whores
2 doors thatÂ’s short dwarf
Fe-rrari red horse
It act an ass go Eeyore
Hee-Haa my engine roar
Half a mil when I finish tour
Last Kings IÂ’ma order more
My watch brand you canÂ’t afford (ha)
All good do it Biggie gravy play me baby born
I look so asian all my bitches early 80′s
80 swag speed racing through my shades
I see your fakeness
Uhh, Hoes gone be hoes canÂ’t save a f-cking bitch
ItÂ’s simultaneous, Albanian, Israeli, Panamanian
Ukrainian giving dome top cranium (ha)
Ass shot jeans like she painted them
T-Raww niggas tryna favour him
(Well Done)

You can pay for it though
Last Kings, YMCMB

Thanks to Andrei

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