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tyga - the motto lyrics

i’m the f-ckin man, you don’t get it do ya?
type of money everybody acting like they knew ya
go uptown, new york city biiitch
some spanish girls love me like i’m aventura
tell uncle luke i’m out in miami too
clubbing hard, f-ckin’ women ain’t much to do

wrist blang, got a condo up in biscayne
still getting brain from a thang, ain’t sh-t changed
how you feel? how you feel? how you feel?
twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil uhh
i’m in the building and i’m feeling myself
rest in peace mac dre, i’mma do it for the bay, okay
getting paid well holla whenever that stop
my team good, we don’t really need a mascot
tell tune “light one, p-ss it like a relay”
ymcmb you n-gg-s more ymca
me, freddie, marley marl at the cribbo
shout goes out to niko, jay and chubbo, shout to gibo
we got santa margarita by the liter
she know even if i’m f-ckin with her, i don’t really need her
aohhh, that’s how you feel man?
that’s really how you feel?
cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these b-tches wanna chill
i mean maybe she won’t
then again maybe she will
i can almost guarantee she know the deal,
real n-gg- what’s up?

now she want a photo
you already know though
you only live once: that’s the motto n-gg- yolo and
we bout it every day, every day, every day
like we sittin’ on the bench, n-gg- we don’t really play
every day, every day, f-ck what anybody say
can’t see ’em ’cause the money in the way
real n-gg- what’s up?

one, time f-ck one time
i’m calling n-gg-s out like the umpire
seven, grams in the blunt
almost drowned in her p-ssy so i swam to her b-tt
it’s eastside, we in this b-tch
wish a n-gg- would like a tree in this b-tch
and if a leaf fall put some weed in that b-tch
that’s my mo add a b to that sh-t
i’m f-cked up, torn down
i’m twisted: door kn-b
talk stupid, off with your head!
n-gg- money talks and mr ed! yea!
i’m so young money got a drum on the gun
energizer bunny
funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar
ain’t sh-t sweet n-gg-s on the street like hookers
i tongue kiss her other tongue
skeet skeet skeet: water gun
oh my god, becky, look at her b-tt! tunechi

now she want a photo
you already know though
you only live once: that’s the motto n-gg- yolo and
we bout it every day, every day, every day
like we sittin on the bench, n-gg- we don’t really play
every day, every day, f-ck what anybody say
can’t see ’em ’cause the money in the way
real n-gg- what’s up what’s up what’s up

t raw, skinny n-gg- big b-lls
f-ck around get dragged, ru paul
you a funny little n-gg-, duval
out of this world, total recall
call a b-tch raw d-ck let her see-saw
sorta like a donkey like an -ss n-gg- he-haw
ridin round in the ‘rari with the top off
while you in the window man i’m probably on my next car
ay! mighty duck with the ice on
real l.a. n-gg- trucks with the gun drawn
drawin on your face you a clown jack in the box
boy that’s your bop she my new poom poom star
stars in the back and my homies they don’t act
actin brand new f-ck her never call her back
matt forte got the b-tch running back
man that’s the motto you ain’t know it’s like that?

- tyga lyrics

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