TYGA - Young Money lyrics

rate me

Bitch I'm Young Money

Who's the hottest niggas out boy?

YOUNG MONEY

We cuold buy you niggas out if we really wanted

Car transforming

The grill george foreman

We'll I payed for it, your house plus mortgage

Raps boring

And u niggas ain't even touring

I just bought a flite b* and had a b* touring

My swagg soaring

Sharper the source award, award's... award me, best horror

TYGA MONSTER

Willy wank'ya

Welcome to my choclet fuckers

Cheery pop em, like bouble wrap in the boxing

That girl bapper between in all the hommies watch'ya

Binaculars, the only way u gonna see me partner

My life is awsome

I'm on so you knw shes offward

I'm in my zone, home girl, stop cock blocking

B* roasters on my watch, ruby's tick tocking

Young money gobblins

We're a fucken problem

Bitch I'm Young Money