Tyga - Money and Liquor lyrics

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Tyga - Money and Liquor lyrics

It's that young beasty n***a Brrr-hah stick em It's still no fitteds, Dupont finish Courtside tickets,? Purple like Grimace Roof pop like titties Pound sign - sit your a** down, b**h, I'm busy I'm balling like a b**h - all-blue Ken Griffies Use the chicken rotisserie, squeeze the? to your lemon Everything I do new, n***a, cut the red ribbon Give me space to the left Leave your face indented There's too many women, why this n***as out there starin? Raw Mclaren, boy flier than a parrot Me and that money got a merit I was the first to pop her cherry Now it's big living, fast cars, model women Penthouse, hella-chains Why you trippin? Money & Liquor Money & Liquor Type of n***a Gold sofas, gold bottles, gold women Gold grills, gold rings - why you trippin? Money & Liquor Money & Liquor Young Gudda n***a Stay young Gudda n***a f** them other n***as Stumbling from the liquor Throwing money at the strippers Promethazine mixer, Codeine sipper Ring on my pinky looking like the Big Dipper Money talks, we speak often Murking the beat, we gon need a coffin Got a freak riding shotgun She rolling hard on the pink dolphin Young n***a, but the money is old Big estates, the money don't fold Jewelry box full of colorful sh**, but Everything on my neck is gold Get in it, let's finish it You talk sh**, I live this sh** She love a n***a to d**h, so when I'm In the p**y, I k** the sh** Money flowing like a river I buy the bar out, I mix the money with the liquor n***a! Now it's big living, fast cars, model women Penthouse, hella-chains - why you trippin? Money & Liquor Money & Liquor Type of n***a Gold sofas, gold bottles, gold women Gold grills, gold rings - why you trippin? Money & Liquor Money & Liquor Young Gudda n***a