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TYGA - Drive Fast, Live Young lyrics

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Big shit perfect timing, got a chef, we ain’t gotta leave

Baby we can dine in

Get you played like violins

Made a purchase so large, got a call nigga, affirming

Switch shirts when we riding

Case a nigga get pulled over, keep me vizine

Way you living like this,

She won’t never wanna leave with these new hoes

Steady tryina fuck me

Ratchet nigga, no dry cleaners, don’t wash that, it’s brand new

Got pablo homies, got grip niggas

And my ocean view straight water blue

My second time, your first time

She let me hit on the first night

Foreign cars, muscle cars

Y’all niggas just ain’t living it right

[Hook]

Drive fast, live young

I’m making change, I make it rain

We ain’t the same

I’m pulling up, my whip game

Got leather seats and wood grain

Drive fast, live young

Got champagne, that’s candy paying

My real estate, these boppers know my stage name

I sip slow, while entertain

Drive fast, live young

I’m dope maine, you so lame

100 thous went to dice game

Drive fast, live young

Push start, I’ma start,

She up and down that boulevard

Going hard, going hard

Oh you bout that life, want that shine

Can I have that ice, nah nigga it ain’t mine

I’ve been hustling all night, and I know she wanna call

But a nigga working hard like 3 jobs

Hottest paper can’t count it all alone

Mesmerized by the throne, addicted to doing wrong

I’m a stone cold killer, cards in the winner

Audemar ghetto like bob just lit up

Grown with the game, drop vise get hit up

Nigga take fade, knock down nigga get up

Broke niggas, broke niggas, I ain’t gotta worry bout gold diggas

Pow, pow, these rolls on niggas

Hot shot clock, waiting for the finish

Hop in the tennant, y’all niggas shit winnin

22 like emmit, and my bitch photogenic

She be fire in a minute, draw your eyes baby I waas only kiddin

Do it all different she used to say I did it

Rolls royce, lamborghini nigga, what’s the difference?

[Hook]

Drive fast, live young

I’m making change, I make it rain

We ain’t the same

I’m pulling up, my whip game

Got leather seats and wood grain

Drive fast, live young

Got champagne, that’s candy paying

My real estate, these boppers know my stage name

I sip slow, while entertain

Drive fast, live young

I’m dope maine, you so lame

100 thous went to dice game

Drive fast, live young

Push start, I’ma start,

She up and down that boulevard

Going hard, going hard

Sometimes man it just suits

I’m living a dream, man it’s an ecstasy

Man, ecstasy

She feel my energy, wanna get next to me

Man this is ecstasy, ecstasy

Drive fast, live young

Chop, chop, never stop

Drive fast, live young

Chop, chop, never stop

Drive fast, live young

Drive fast, live young

Drive fast, live young

Be forever young, driving in

Be forever young.

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Anonymous
Friday 5th of April 2013 18:55
nice
Anonymous
Friday 5th of April 2013 16:33
thanks you