Tyga Ft Lil Wayne Faded Lyrics

Tyga Faded Lyrics Ft Lil Wayne

[Tyga]
Young Nino, f-ck a bitch in a peacoat
Carlito, Scarface, Al Pacino
Bun B though, Pimp C, R.I.P though
I goes deep in that p-ssy, Dan Marino
She wanna be the one, f-ck her to my own single
Break a b!tch hard, no future Miss Cleo
Snap back, a-a-automatic reload
Flyer than a f-ck-ng beatle, you can't beat 'em
Vampire f-ck up your evening
I pop up and eat lunch, leave you in the cement
Don't believe it, stripe like a f-cking Adidas
The gun Selena, give a n-gga Beiber fever
Real f-ck-ng hot, put it in park
Take a shot, higher than a tube sock
You a bop, give me top top, as I load the guap
Man these n-ggas say I'm fly but to her I'm God

[Hook]
I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded (x7)
And I don't give a f-ck

[Tyga]
F-ck is up, n-gga's stomping in my Chucks
Yeah I make it rain dear, cause I'm all 'bout my bucks
Use the butt up in the front, d-ck up in her cunt
And I put her in her hole, holy, one, quat quat
Ergggh
Super McNasty, why you McLovin
When the b-tch call me daddy
Pimp no caddy, she wish she never had me
Treat her like a dog, called the b-tch Lassy
Young savvy, bang her like Cincinatti
Above average, f-fly like I'm Aladdin
They bend backwards, done the p-ssy at them
I'm Ben Wallace, dunk up in your basket
Balls in the air, no games, I'm serious, double dare
There's too many b-tches, Why these n-ggas wanna stare
Pat Ron up in here, This ain't no beer

[Hook]
I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded (x7)
And I don't give a f-ck

[Lil Wayne]
Mama, there go that monster
Abracadabra, Magic Johnson
My mutherf-cking doctor, said I need a doctor
So I called house, now I am a pill popper
Faded like skinnys, Young Money we winning
I told her if I change, she won't get a penny
Milking this shit, pregnant bitch tities
Bringing home the bacon, I'm f-ckin' Miss Piggy
Loaded like a semi, semi naked pictures
She knows my d-ck, she call it nigga Richard
Prior to me coming, I had to stick my thumb in
I asked one time, smell my finger make you vomit
Flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit I worn it
She tried to jack me off, can't beat it, join it
Tunechi, punechi, that what she call it
Flag Scarlett, I killed it, mourned it

[Hook]
I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded (x7)
And I don't give a f-ck

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Tyga - I’m On It Remix

I’m On It Remix Lyrics Tyga

Title: I’m On It Remix Lyrics
Artist: Tyga ft DJ Khaled, Trina, Too Short, Maino, Cam’ron And Nipsey Hussle

Here is I’m On It Remix Lyrics performed by Tyga feat DJ Khaled, Trina, Too Short, Maino, Cam’ron And Nipsey Hussle

[DJ Khaled]

Ayo Tyga,

This the remix

Young money, cash money, lets go

[Tyga]

Snap back chin up, gold chain n-gga

it’s the remix n-gga

[Trina]

I’m on it like fish, (?) hot ice spill it

circumcised with the money, skin back, peel it

don’t scissor dance, that look don’t fit me

my tongues worth fighting, Madonna, Britney

covered in this money, I swear we was f-cking

gimme good pounds, no in course lovin’

I’m just blowing money fast, do it just like (?)

I’m the baddest bitch, young money, excited

[Too Short]

I love the expression on the face of a hater

mad at the way I chase paper

you can hate a pimp and try to stop the show

don’t talk about a hoe if you aint got no dough

I’m slick, the way I get the game about a chick

if it aint about money b-tch it aint about sh-t

you can give it to me, or we can get it together

kick the p-ssy, cause I can hit it whenever

I think it’s lame when you’re f-cking for free

but things gon’ change when you’re f-cking with me

I aint wanna say it when you’re bumping the beat

Short Dog will have you humping the sheets

bitch!

[Tyga]

Yeah, Im on it

Im on it, Im on it

Im on it, Im on it

if you talking bout money bitch

[Maino]

N-ggas know that Brooklyn, bullsh-t I’m on it

cash money millions, damn right I want it

diamonds on my neck, glitted up, yeah I’m flaunting

pull up in that V, never seen what you call it

homie, I’m a beast, n-ggas fear me like the Lochness

ask about me, girl my reputation’s spotless

certified grind with the mind of a shooter

rollin’ in them trucks, big guns yeah bazooka’s

caught up in that life though, women in my life know

charged up like I took a couple shots of nitro

sh-ts different colours like candy assorted

talking bout money, you already know I’m on it

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[Cam'ron]

yeah, I cook it up

you aint cooking me

look at you, now look at me

me, I’m top down with the AC

Vegas, you still playing AC (damn)

I’m Varsity, you still playing Jay-V

ay, your jewelery you still paying Macy’s (weirdo)

if he say that he know me, he lying hun

and I play with a band, a diamond one

[Tyga]

Yeah, Im on it

Im on it, Im on it

Im on it, Im on it

if you talking bout money bitch

[Nipsey Hussle]

Look, I’m in G-R-I-N-D mode

on a scale of 1 to 10 my mic check is three fours

I rock my own brand so I don’t ever need clothes

and me and tyga, tyga running laps around these hoes

I party every night cause I get paid to do shows

and I can f-ck off a rack on one tack and two songs

I used to gang bang but now I just gain dough

so if money is the topic, it’s a go

Hussle!

[Tyga]

Ahh, n-ggas aint sh-t these days

friend or foe muthaf-cker he real, she fake

cheques coming in, Cash it like Clay

new car sweet taste, colour cream brulay, ahh

pay more for the Leroy glow

girls think it’s all the same

the f-cking broke boys know

put myself up on game

now my game gon swole

Young Money World Tour

now my team on ‘roid’s

Rolls Royce baby, I’m on it

[Tyga - Chorus]

Im on it, Im on it

Im on it, Im on it

if you talking bout money bitch

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