TYGA - Get Home (Remix) lyrics

rate me

Ft. King Los

(Intro)

Mustard on the beat

(Hook x2)

Damn right, damn right, I'mma hit it right

I'mma hit it right, yea, I'mma hit it right

(Verse: Tyga)

I made 'er strip like she had a stage

Told 'er clap it on my face like aftershave

Get too much pussy when you've made some millions, bra

The USB driver told me save her feelings, I'm maxed!

Touched yo man, ain't kill it yet

Bitch, I came in ballin' in that pussy and get the ceiling wet

Ass so big, it need a kickstand

Pussy too good to pull out, I call that quicksand

Baby he a sixth man, you need you a starter

Shawty, I can hiss in yo Audemar you tomorrow

Order new cars and call it

You holler, have 'em more 40 to closets worth o' shoes in yo new apartment

I'm ballin'

He made you his woo thing, I keep you in that new thing

I just bought a sex thing if you're havin' moves with it

Wynin' like a rude ting, girl you know the routine

Think I'm tryna clone you, the way I buy you new jeans

Hahahahhaha

(Verse 2: King Los)

She gon' drop and make that thing nolly

You with new school Bobby in a new Ferarri

I brought that dope score loud, rims like Atari

Faded for tonight, tomorrow don't call me

Innocent, she gon' do it, leave no evidence

Fingerprints on her window scent, tryna see who went

Poppy popular, take you round my city, yeah

Water in my jewels, let you wear it when you in that bed

Yak yea, I got that good in the morning

Sippin' while you yawn it, she can't control it

She my lil soldier, gangsta like Jody

T-Raw, I'm focused, you know that she open this

(Interlude)

Whatcha gonna do with it, I lay in it

Don't play with it, bitch!

Woo

She want to get home

I'll have you fuckin' new

You understand, baby