TYGA

TYGA - Coconut Juice (Remix) lyrics

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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Twist it all up, remix baby

I'm,

About to go dumb

I'm about to go dumb, like Fred Sanfordson

Ah I'm, I'm about to go coconuts

And when it comes to money man, I'm about to go Oprah

And you ain't got go over us

Cause we ain't never runnin

So you better get back like we ain't never bunt

Yeah, I put the lime in the open blunt

And twist it all up baby I'm not the sober one

I'm from the jungle where the lion ate the cobra

And I get money, gotta no money phobia

Uh-hauh, Tyga, Tyga what a do

Man, we are flyer than the pigeon in the coupe

Man, I am hotter than a nigga in a suit

In the middle of the summer, and I bang like a drummer

Waynes that nugga, holla at ya gualla,

Make the money chase its shadow, call it dollar after dollar.

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Twist it all up, twist it all up

Coconut juice got me real loose

Like, got me leaning 3 thousand proof like

Coconut juice all on the dance FLOOR

Fellas let your ladies GO ladies let your Fellas

GO, in low no introduction

WAIT, was that an introduction?

Fo-foget it, I stu-stu-stu-stutter just so you can get it

My diamonds so bright, I get picture tickets to tit it

No, I'm loin

Right here the Tyga, no Lion.

Tyga stoned, humanater, a buteroll tale

You do this slow,

Smokings on me, don't touch me, still blow

Cause she won't be missed like bitten more than 3 blows.

Uh uh, It's the cheap coal from morcenos

And I'm in the game, but my fame on the d-low

Me no, speak no, broke money englush

Loyal I'll be forever in a lake like seaglus

Jeasus, couldn't even save me from the visa

So I keep ha, historic names in my James

Ben Frank, name tag be Tyga man

Oh, you mad cause the chase, stylin' with straight Tyga man

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Twist it all up, twist it all up

I'm a get some flames over the horn of artagrab

Bitch ain't a buff, until you have a whole sale

I'll take the coconut juice and mix it with a old goose

Hutchy hoot-a-hoot fryin' some Russian red cooc

My livin' atm, wishin' my xxxx money grain

I should have baught and office, I went and baught a ring

Instead I ride dirty, said I shoulda baught the ring

Instead of coconut juice it I mixed it with the lean

Aka, the rich one, cartier the benjman

If you ain't a bitch, why the xxxx you ain't that femanin'

When I twisted it up, she licked it up, the whole coconut

That's it, the whole coconut

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up

Twist it all up, twist it all up

Everybody in the party

Hold your cup high move your body

If you twist it scream it loudly!

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

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