choosing No I can't watch the same mistake Waiting for the boys to turn out straight No I can't run the same dog race And get burnt like you You
choosing No I can?t watch the same mistake Waiting for the boys to turn out straight No I can?t run the same dog race And get burnt like you You?
am red, you are blue I'm old school and you're so new But I guess I could forgive you tonight When you're cold, I like to burn I cut lines, you wait you
'm hungry like the wolf Hungry like the wolf Hungry like the wolf Hungry like the wolf Burning the ground, I break from the crowd I'm on the hunt, I'm after you I smell like
like the way you talk girl now you no girl now she no now you no it now u knoe it (Tyga) she lyke Tanning, I Like
be so good to you Because they don't know you like I do They don't know you like I do They don't know you like I do They don't know you like I do There
for you Break it like it's even When you're leaving and thin Where the hell have you been? 'Cause you always win You always win Laughing like it works Bleeding like
or fiction? You'll never know While you're locked to the Pulse of the rhyme flow Once I lock you up, you can't get loose You stuck your head inside
like a star with a jaguar She needs to lighten her load And when you might Think you're gonna cry It will be all right Step out tonight You might Think you
face, here we go, like we should, feel the sweat, on ya face, alright okay, feel the sweat on ya face, h ere we go, like we should, like we should, like
Richer than the richest More money, bitches Yeah, coming to you live from the city of Houst-Atlanta-Vegas So what do you do, young lady? One hundred
I like it Nu, nu, di, di, ty, ty Burning down the scene Nu-di-ty Hang your coat up Hang your coat up Lock the doors up Lock the doors up Let the steam
under your skin Time is right, keep it tight 'cause it's pulling you in Wrap it up, you can't stop 'cause it feels like an overdose (Feels like an overdose, like
cash than I already got Trippin off you cause you had your shot With my skin tanned and my hair long And my fans who been so patient, me and 40 back to work but we still smell like
determines your street size Run with them twins that waters you mother's eyes That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners on my thighs Raw like peeblo, guns
go? We don't say, ?You get one chance? We say, ?You better rip the show? Before bottles start flyin' an' you runnin' for the door You talkin' about cuttin' an' hittin' skins
see that's irrelevant, nigga Size and shit when they firing clips You ain't a thug or a gangsta, stop lyin' you bitch I see you study 2Pac like a history
