Tyga – BitchImTheShit (Mixtape)
Here we are with Young Money emcee Tyga’s new tape #BitchImTheShit featuring Lil Wayne, Gudda Gudda, Drake, YG, Juicy J, 2 Chainz, Honey Cocaine & more. Check It Out And Enjoy.
Tyga – Heisman Part 2 ft. Honey Cocaine
“Heisman Pt. 2″ is the new hip hop song performed by Tyga Ft. Honey Cocaine.
Tyga – Rack City Lyrics
“Rack City” was the only hot track on Well Done 2, that being said it’s super hot and dirty!
Tyga – Still Got It ft. Drake
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Tyga – Heisman ft. Honey Cocaine
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Drake – Dead Clocks ft. Tyga
Tyga – Vulture
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Tyga – Cypher 2 ft. Kuniva, Diamond & Royce Da 59
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Tyga – Who Dat
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Tyga – R.I.P. Dolla
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Tyga – Breakup Freestyle
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Big Sean – Fuck My Opponent Lyrics
Fuck My Opponent lyrics by Big Sean, Tyga:
(Big Sean)
Mother fuck my opponent, started with a vision and a nigga got on it
met success and a introduced it to my homies, now every single girl in the room gon want us (x3)
Hell yeah i hope they hearing us
Ima want the beef, brocoli,and asparagis,
tell them rich folks they can couple up a chair with us,
they can sure brag , but i know they cant embarriss us,
And mother fuck the opposition…your bitch wanna make a proposition, remember when a nigga barely had a pot to piss in, now im on my paper,
Mr. composition (what, what.?) excuse me, What? competition? oh what?
to me that word is non- existent…and he sound like …
uh quit comparing me bitch. Fuck you with a Ron Jeremy dick.
hell yeah I’m apparently pissed, sonnin niggas
i could give a parent ten tips, I’m too good to really care about shit,
cuz I’m young on money like i inherited it, biotchh
(Big Sean)
Mother fuck my opponent, started with a vision and a nigga got on it
met success and a introduced it to my homies, now every single girl in the room gon want us.
Fuck if i know what tyga said , that niggas lame.
Tyga – Outraged and Underage Intro Lyrics
Outraged and Underage Intro lyrics by Tyga
Tyga, are you ashamed of the things you’ve done?
I havnt done im ashamed of
All the people youve hurt?
Hmmm
So you dont feel any remorse?
Remorse for what?, you people have done everything in the world to me, doesnt that give me eaqual right? I can do anything I want to to you people at anytime i want to because thats what you’ve done to me, if you spit in my face and smack me in the mouth and throw me in solitarty confinement for nothing what do you thinks gonna happpen when I get out of here?
So you dont feel guilty at all?
Theres no need to feel guilty, I havnt done anything im ashamed of maybe i havnt done enough I might be ashamed of that for not doing enough, for not giving enough, for not being more perceptive, for not being aware enough, for not understanding, for eh being stupid, maybe I should of killed four five hundred people then I would of felt better, then i would of felt like i really offerd society something, you know if I wanted to kill somebody I’d kick this .. and beat you to death with it and I wouldnt feel a thing
uh!
I’m outaged and underage tyga straight out’ta the cage
the faceplate badge on the louis suitcase
boom base when the sound spray, bang!
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every hurse killer reherse no sounds stay
i milk hoes like a cows taste
chandoliers in my living space
symbolising the good life half fake, the hoes half bake
all at my shows with the smiley face big bank cheque, little bank in this rat race
per say coby swag im past … tryna get twenty four eggs with the ice lace
I’m gettin the same cake the president make beyond bad things never care what the mass say never what the maths says, them chips really aint safe in the safe, bam bam a flintsone a problem man across the street make you hold your own hand, feel fear nigger
this close to your ear nigger, flowin this … when the ribbon hit ya, hard like the liquor hit ya whats the diference grey goose duck duck shoot
in the same minite, a lace minites, no gang bang niggers, just a gang of money with a gang of niggers, gang of strippers, gang of grippers, when them gang niggers start trippin sounds ridiculos street symphony
but i dont party with the enemy just a lot of love hate niggers staring at me, these jelousy arrows just aiming at me, im’a take three then vers em all on the beat
black beast the most beautiful thing in me mixed with some asian came in freash off a space ship, sunny ass chain on my bright days slave shit, shit im outaged and underage bitch!
i’m outaged and underaged
I’m outaged and underage bitch!
Tyga – Tie Me Down Remix Lyrics
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Tyga – Break Up Lyrics
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Tyga – Better Days Lyrics
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Tyga – The Stampede Lyrics
The Stampede Lyrics by Tyga:
Stampede box flow make the beat bleed,
punch tummy’s cause im young money’s G.E.D ,
queen come work for me or its back to burger king,
burgler be hurtin me, send tim burton to the hall of meat ,
all you nigga’s bumblebees bustin off these bigger beasts eat em up get the niggas on the lumidee , get ready to rumble afro thunder, hype off a bitch tell her to buy a puzzle ,
speak nothing new single comin sucka’s!! , girls fuck us keep on my polo’s and black tucka’s,
the black chucky you get lumped up or pay money,
no play money we cleaned up and called it made money,
hate money burnin to the scown now its aids money,
lay hundreds on the floor couldnt catch me slippin from it,
i be be super on it i could put the house up on it,
if you want it come and get it,
better catch up homie red mustard muscle ferrari through this jungle yellow seat buckled nice i ain’t slowin down for nothin,
milf hunter wheres the fresh titty milf motha what would you do for a young black marksummers,
uhmm think about it women tyga can put my man in your lil women,
born little coverin it, coverin it with a rubber,
i dont trust a bitch see how mother nature is,
in the club rainin’ big with the lime in my drink n’ mix it with the twist,
twist,twist it all up, SHIIIIT your like fuck this coconut shit but i made half a mill,
talkin coconuts bitch now open up bitch ”excuse my language” i dont speak english two months hint hint , pass ya boy a few mints cause my shit stinks,
yeah i walk with the sticks burnberrys for hips,
daaaaaaaamn there like tyga tyga gettin nicer,
or wayne and drake probably just ghost writin,
dont like em fuck ya’ll like mike tyson,
feelin just like them but yall the ones doin the fightin,
chunk chunk yump yump bubblegum chew em up hit em up here schoolboy does,
do what the fuck you do partys loose u2′s,
haters eat slick shit throwin mic every loo woof ,
im like transit you carless bitches you dont evan know what rich is,
reccession occured i was busy in the session forsure with some white girls screamin at all the boys fuck em here comes the stampede ya’ll!
