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500 degrees lyrics – tyga

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t-raww, f-ck y’all, money tall, d-ck large
tiger in my backyard, b-tches on my futon
dog house, no dog, shootout, chris paul
walking on the marble floor, take your f-cking shoes off
b-tch this is fox fur, killing sh-t, f-ck a he-rs-
i can show you my choopa works
she give me head, when my head hurt
deep throat, till the b-tch burp
her best friend said let me at’em-cousin lurch
smoking on that turf, get your feelings hurt
at your neck like a collared shirt, ball like a nerf
word, more green n-gg- than smoking pot
when i see more, i’m that horror from that little shop
shop, butcher shop, open up your top
all you see is gold watch, rolls royce, road blocks
sun roof, fogged out, chrome grill, gold mouth
take a f-ckin’ look around

b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i say f-ck them other n-gg-s, f-ck them other n-gg-s
b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i’m the hottest n-gg-, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees
augh, i say f-ck them other n-gg-s, f-ck them other n-gg-s
b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i’m the hottest n-gg-, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees

thrilla manilla, i buy straight from the dealer
i’m politickin’ in paris, i’m buying statues and pillars
all from the louvre n-gg-, mosaics from the museum
you n-gg-s counting per diem, your b-tch is in my dm
i never read’em, weak b-tch probably get seasick
on the yacht eat shrimp, see my name on a blimp
it read t-raww’s a pimp
n-gg- i ain’t dancin’ but my hand on my hip
full clip, movie sh-t, bruce wayne, alfred
n-gg-s want a verse, can’t even get a ad-lib
i’m killing this sh-t, and i’m killing your mind
one verse at a time, the shivers are mine
i murdered this sh-t, just takin’ my time
got bars, front gate, face shot, blind date
rolex, timepiece, ain’t got no time for no b-tch speech
120 that six speed, pull it out that’s all mine
just call me t-papi

b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i say f-ck them other n-gg-s, f-ck them other n-gg-s
b-tch, i’m all you need
augh, i’m the hottest n-gg-, all i do is turn up b-tch
500 degrees
augh, i say f-ck them other n-gg-s, f-ck them other n-gg-s
b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i’m the hottest n-gg-, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees

tunechi over b-tches
smoki’ color purple, blunt fat as oprah winfrey
i’m the n-gg-, the n-gg-, n-gg-, the n-gg-, n-gg-
i be snappin’, i hope you get the bigger picture
i said f-ck that n-gg- that you f-ckin’
she say that n-gg- rap, i say he couldn’t wrap a mummy
but let me p-ss the weed, and stop p-ssin’ judgement
before i have to beat him like a d-ck he had it comin’
been eating so much p-ssy, man i’m starting to get chubby
schoolin’ motherf-ckers, i’m their favorite subject
broomstick in my pants, i’m ’bout to go witch hunting
i’m already loaded, these n-gg-s still bufferin’
i f-ck my girlfriend and her best friend, these n-gg-s is lesbians
don’t cross me like a pedestrian, i’m getting head watching espn
she holdin’ me and carressin’ me
don’t hate the player, hate the referee
if she f with me, i am definitely a necessiity

b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i say f-ck them other n-gg-s, f-ck them other n-gg-s
b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i’m the hottest n-gg-, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees
augh, i say f-ck them other n-gg-s, f-ck them other n-gg-s
b-tch i’m all you need
augh, i’m the hottest n-gg-, all i do is turn up, b-tch
500 degrees

/ tyga lyrics