I'm On It
[Tyga]I'm on it, I'm on itI'm on it, I'm on itIf we talkin' bout money bitch
[Tyga - Verse 1]Snap back chillergold chain niggasnaps no tigger, tyga bitcheshundred proof liquorlive no livertheres hoes on this muthafucking strip, strippinga nigga no differentso we hold the heat thoughsmash on the bitch brains looking like meatloafthe hoe know me close she lying, Leo'spedigree and swag is so cold, zerohop in Medino, oops I meant Medina,life is a bitch better know how to treat herI don't get in between, my goal be to winyoung money heisman rookies of the year
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[Tyga - Verse 2]Raise hell boy hell yeah I'm hot helloboy yellow, but my bitch back from the ghettowith the flow watch it pop, sizzleyou feeling me, better break fast mc griddlesI ain't finna slow down, keep running your mouthI'm running the real estate, party in the fucking housemy niggas is loud in the lobby they can't turn us downHave have a drink drink drink, some Coke and a smileI run town all day 24 miles150 on the dash can't even countkeep fucking bitch, ain't shit to talk about
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[Lil Wayne]Be-best Rapper C.E.O.Fine as wine flowPinot GrigioNiggas cant fuck with meLeave the bitches, need the hoesLife is a motherfucker gamble, Peter RoseMomma taught me well, Kush and the LPaper everywhere like books just fellMore money to make, More pussy to smellLike yea imma Libra like put that on a scaleNew Orleans nigga with my dick up in my right handYoung Money nigga money longer then a lifespanStill go to sleep with my Bible on my nightstandFlyer then a bitch and you ain't even got cha flight plan
I’m on it..I’m on it..Tuneche!..yea..SooWoo...Soo Woo Trillhahahaha,yeaaa