Tyga - Fuckin Crack Lyrics:
I see niggas rockin that
gold
Check my old shit bitch
I had the gold engine
Niggas had to get the chrome
Check my old shit bitch
I had the gold engine
Niggas had to get the chrome
These niggas, they fuckin
whack
These niggas, they fuckin whack
These niggas, they fuckin whack
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
T hard, that fuckin crack
White whips, my rims black
My credit cards, all black
These niggas, they fuckin whack
These niggas, they fuckin whack
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
T hard, that fuckin crack
White whips, my rims black
My credit cards, all black
I’m looking over yo crib
Private jet I get
Black ghetto burr we swerve
Talking shit like the adlet
I pop a bag you bitch
Have yall trees, grab my porridge
Got a council shit for torrim
I can move your fairly what, I tour in bitch
3000 like Andre
I spent that on my prom date
I’m getting tickets like sweepstakes
I treat beef like cheese steak
These niggas fake like oh bay
Chicken niggas that’s shakin bate
I fly out, that thread escape
My pockets fat – that’s Ricky Lake
Cash better, I throw it out
Can’t you see I’m totted out
Pity money, only bad boy around
Burger King, on until you get a crown
West side, tell them niggas bow down
Ice Cube, my niggas stay with a frown
Gold on, young Nino Brown
We ran your bitch Gangnam Style
Private jet I get
Black ghetto burr we swerve
Talking shit like the adlet
I pop a bag you bitch
Have yall trees, grab my porridge
Got a council shit for torrim
I can move your fairly what, I tour in bitch
3000 like Andre
I spent that on my prom date
I’m getting tickets like sweepstakes
I treat beef like cheese steak
These niggas fake like oh bay
Chicken niggas that’s shakin bate
I fly out, that thread escape
My pockets fat – that’s Ricky Lake
Cash better, I throw it out
Can’t you see I’m totted out
Pity money, only bad boy around
Burger King, on until you get a crown
West side, tell them niggas bow down
Ice Cube, my niggas stay with a frown
Gold on, young Nino Brown
We ran your bitch Gangnam Style
Ah Asian nigga, kick game
like Bruce Lee
T Voss in the stores, they selling out like floor seats
These bitches lost like Dorothy
Coward lions, no heartbeat
I just let my car speak, it’s gone with the wind like the hair piece
Abu Dhabi, I’m getting blowed
That shit illegal but so are hoes
I’m ouchea, like open toes
These niggas gay like rainbows
Old schools, no kango
Stack chips, that’s Pringle
I told my girl I’m single
I count numbers, that’s bingo
T Voss in the stores, they selling out like floor seats
These bitches lost like Dorothy
Coward lions, no heartbeat
I just let my car speak, it’s gone with the wind like the hair piece
Abu Dhabi, I’m getting blowed
That shit illegal but so are hoes
I’m ouchea, like open toes
These niggas gay like rainbows
Old schools, no kango
Stack chips, that’s Pringle
I told my girl I’m single
I count numbers, that’s bingo
Hot nigga, I could start a
forced fire
She get low like low tiers
This killa music, that’s Michael Myers
I’m so great, like Tony Tiger
They steal my style, that’s Winona Ryder
DMX, my niggas riders
Just added a tiger to my show writer ah
She get low like low tiers
This killa music, that’s Michael Myers
I’m so great, like Tony Tiger
They steal my style, that’s Winona Ryder
DMX, my niggas riders
Just added a tiger to my show writer ah
These niggas, they fuckin
whack
These niggas, they fuckin whack
These niggas, they fuckin whack
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
T hard, that fuckin crack
White whips, my rims black
My credit cards, all black
Black, black, black…
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
Crack, crack, crack…
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
Crack, crack, crack…
These niggas, they fuckin whack
These niggas, they fuckin whack
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
T hard, that fuckin crack
White whips, my rims black
My credit cards, all black
Black, black, black…
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
Crack, crack, crack…
Me, I spit that fuckin crack
Crack, crack, crack…
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