TYGA lyrics : "Throw It Up Remix"
Got a hundred bottles on ice I got all my (*##$es in the club tonight, ay
Bet she leavin with me tonight if it's a 187 all my ^!$$%s gonna ride it
Throw it up, and throw it up, got my whole hood with me and we trippin'
We about to throw it up, throw it up, got all my (*##$es in the VIP, throw it up
[Verse 1]
T-Raw one raw ^!$$%, I can't $#&@ with no #~!!@ $$# ^!$$%s
Could have been a pimp mo$#&@ing gorilla
Catch ya ^!$$%s sippin' but they don't want a biscuit, ya
Man you ^!$$%s hate too much if it ain't about money me don't give a $#&@
If it is about money I'm a need a lump some
All i have is threesomes tell that (*##$ come get some
Don't trip, pistol on the hip I'm on some g %#@!
Don't make G drink trip
I'm a air this (*##$ out if a ^!$$% run his lips
^!$$% don't get killed up in this (*##$
Straight bangers, straight banging
Shout out to my 50 ^!$$%s straight banging
Everybody gettin' money they ain't just hanging
And I'm leaving with more girls than I came with,
Cause I
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[Verse 2]
I'm with a bad (*##$ switching lanes
I don't even know her first name last name
Raised in the era of the dope game
Reebok pump pump pump a ^!$$% breaks
And my daddy had a Cadillac and now his son got a Maybach
When ^!$$%s screaming where the ballers at I be like right here
She gon' give me head for a LK hat, yeah
So sickening I'm fully tripping
I put my dick in a young vixen and dismiss them
A one hitter a Ken Griffey, a Scottie Pippen and pass em off to the next victim
A ^!$$% rep Cal like Ripken believe it or not you ^!$$%s Ripley
You ^!$$%s too J-Kwon Tipsy
Till that cannon let loose leave you limping
Mother$#&@er
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