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tyga - mrs. bubblegum lyrics

[intro: tyga & fabo]
dun, dun, dun
dun, dun, dun
yeah
mrs. bubble gum
haha, okay, yeah! (nasty girl!)

[verse 1]
one, two, check, three b+tches on deck (yeah)
got four+five diamonds chains, hanging ’round my neck (ice)
six karats to my ears, seven hundred for the rings (yeah)
i’m a black millionaire, f+ck what the force say (f+ck)
i’m a cold+ass rapper, i get hotter by the day (ah)
and she know i hit it first but i ain’t ray j (no)
f+ck her with the blindfold but i don’t go on blind dates (no)
it’s me motherf+cker, the one n+ggas love to hate (yeah)

[pre+chorus]
if i fall asleep, with up all my chains in the safe (ah, ah, ah)
first thing in the mornin’, tell that b+tch she gotta skate (ah, ah, ah)
don’t bе mad at me (mad at me)
don’t go bad on me (bad on mе)
you ain’t my girlfriend (girlfriend)
we just f+ckin’ buddies (oh!)

[chorus]
girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me (nasty girl)
girl, shake that ass for me (ass for me), shake that ass for me (ass for me)
shake that ass for me (ass for me), shake that ass for me (ass)
girl, shake that ass for me (ass for me), shake that ass for me (ass for me)
shake that ass for me (ass for me; mrs. bubble gum), shake that ass for me (nasty girl)
[verse 2]
b+tch, drop like it’s hot
coupe with that hard top
when i drop, it’s a bop, graduated school of hard knocks (yeah)
b+tches hop, slob on my rock, let her friend swap (i pop, i roll)
l!ck the mop, move your crop top, make your titties pop (it’s all i know)
i like when the b+tch act bougie and she ghetto (woo)
my type of b+tch that don’t even say “h+llo” (h+llo)
married to the game, i don’t need a wedding ring, no
leave out the back, another b+tch at the front door (yeah)

[pre+chorus]
if i fall asleep, with up all my chains in the safe (yeah)
first thing in the mornin’, tell that b+tch she gotta skate (ah)
don’t be mad at me (mad at me)
don’t go bad on me (bad on me)
you ain’t my girlfriend (girlfriend)
we just f+ckin’ buddies (ay!)

- tyga lyrics

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