TYGA - I´m On It lyrics

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<br>[Tyga]

<br>I'm on it, I'm on it

<br>I'm on it, I'm on it

<br>If we talkin' bout money bitch

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<br>[Tyga - Verse 1]

<br>Snap back chiller

<br>gold chain nigga

<br>snaps no tigger, tyga bitches

<br>hundred proof liquor

<br>live no liver

<br>theres hoes on this muthafucking strip, stripping

<br>a nigga no different

<br>so we hold the heat though

<br>smash on the bitch brains looking like meatloaf

<br>the hoe know me close she lying, Leo's

<br>pedigree and swag is so cold, zero

<br>hop in Medino, oops I meant Medina,

<br>life is a bitch better know how to treat her

<br>I don't get in between, my goal be to win

<br>young money heisman rookies of the year

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<br>[Chorus]

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<br>[Tyga - Verse 2]

<br>Raise hell boy hell yeah I'm hot hello

<br>boy yellow, but my bitch back from the ghetto

<br>with the flow watch it pop, sizzle

<br>you feeling me, better break fast mc griddles

<br>I ain't finna slow down, keep running your mouth

<br>I'm running the real estate, party in the fucking house

<br>my niggas is loud in the lobby they can't turn us down

<br>have a drink drink some coke an a smile

<br>I run town all day 24 miles

<br>150 on the dash can't even count

<br>keep fucking bitch, ain't shit to talk about

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<br>[Chorus]

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<br>[Lil Wayne]

<br>Be-best Rapper C.E.O.

<br>Fine as wine flow

<br>Pinot Grigio

<br>Niggas cant fuck with me

<br>Leave the bitches, need the hoes

<br>Life is a motherfucker gamble, Peter Rose

<br>Momma taught me well, Kush and the L

<br>Paper everywhere like books just fell

<br>More money to make, More pussy to smell

<br>Like yea imma Libra like put that on a scale

<br>New Orleans nigga with my dick up in my right hand

<br>Young Money nigga money longer then a lifespan

<br>Still go to sleep with my Bible on my nightstand

<br>Flyer then a bitch and you ain't even got cha flight plan

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<br>I’m on it..I’m on it..Tuneche!..yea..SooWoo...Soo Woo Trill

<br>hahahaha,

<br>yeaaa<br><!-- stopprint -->