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Tyga

Master Suite

 

Master Suite

(album: Fuk Wat They Talkin Bout - 2015)


Fire flow, let me fascinate
Put python seats, Jake the snake
I rock Bape, that bathing grape
You fake the Bape, that's pump fake
I ball on turf, that's Chevy Chase
That's Caddyshack, don't be acting shady
Lash out on the owner, nigga
Don't be harassing my shorty, nigga
Boring niggas, don't be boring, niggas
I'm the swag god in the holy temples
Spend 65k on my dental
Got the ripped denim, black card in 'em
3 car garage, black cars in 'em
Need more space to put the Rolls in it
Rolling blunts for the fuck of it
I'm already high, I'm just talking shit
Shit on niggas like an eagle do
Give that bitch a break like an interlude
Bought a parachute, eating barracuda
I'm a barbarian rude nigga
With a ghetto gang and some pretty bitches
Walk on Jimmy Kimmel with some real killers
Real niggas, Tommy Hilfiger
This tommy gun my real hitta

Young nigga chilling in the master suite
Ask me where I used to sleep
In the car parked on the street
Ask me what I used to eat
McDonald's like twice a week
Now I get served in my master suite
Just watched my bitch masturbate
Shit's milk, and it's sweet, nigga

Niggas sweet, I'm the candyman
Here I go again, can't get rid of me
I'm on Sunset, now I'm overseas
Lost the Lambo key, I just ordered 3
Mickey Ds, played the 62
Red and yellow like Ronald do
I'm hard to break like a Rondo 2
Don't weigh a lot but I'll take your food
Face to face, she give me face
'Til her face's blue like hunnits, new
Spend 10K at Mr. Chows
My mama proud, these niggas bow
That's Tyga's style, you stole my style
You a hidden dragon, crouching tiger style
Jungle shit, my niggas wild
You a bitch, thinking out loud
I'm gambling, my diamonds loud
My Rollie face original
Look on your face like, nigga how
I came from nothing, had dreams of stunting
Never owned a Porsche, so yeah I want it
Just to say I had it, now you can have it
Fuck y'all, I'm just living lavish
Rather die that nigga than to live average

Young nigga chilling in the master suite
Ask me where I used to sleep
In the car parked on the street
Ask me what I used to eat
McDonalds like twice a week
Now I get served in my master suite
Just watched my bitch masturbate
Shit's milk, and it's sweet, nigga
[x2]

Real niggas in my family tree
Rich niggas in my family tree, nigga
Bad bitches in my fantasies
That pussy good, and it's clean, nigga
Shit's milk, and it's sweet
Me and my bitch beauty and the beast
She a masterpiece
Young nigga chilling in my master suite

done

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