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tyga - vibrate lyrics

[intro]
godd-mn it, dupri

[verse 1: swae lee]
it’s a whole lotta girls ’round the world when i only want to see ya
in the vip, cash on us, poppin’ ‘luxe bottles, open up, i only want to feed ya (feed ya)
in the club, single file in
bad b-tch, you can call, you can dial in
money, power, bring in a dolly
i f-cked a shawty, p-ssy cold, f-cked her on a freezer
and i been had peeped it, shawty look too exotic (exotic)
i had no reason to lie, baby, i’m on and poppin’

[verse 2: tyga]
l-let me lick you
eat it once, baby, i don’t miss you (miss you)
hammer in my pants, it’s a pistol (pistol)
pull up on a n-gg-, what’s the issue?
n-gg-s want to know where the safe at (safe at)
b-tches want to f-ck me with the latex (latex)
gotta keep a strap like safe s-x (safe s-x)
she wanna f-ck, we ain’t even met yet (nope)
i’m down for the b-tch, she up on my d-ck
when i turn around, she don’t be runnin’ her lips
when i i’m out of town, she be keepin’ it lit
next time a n-gg- want you, get another b-tch
i just don’t give a f-ck, not tryna be in love
but i’ll put you first in line, can’t be with you all the time

[chorus: swae lee]
vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
why wait? why wait? (she vibrate)
bad b-tch, it’s a hot day (hot)
-ss fat, i’m lookin’ at it sideways
i smoke an ounce sack (ounce sack, ounce sack)
i left a b-tch where i found that
i let ’em switch, i want lap dances
i told her, “bounce that, bounce that” (bounce that)

[verse 3: tyga]
yeah, hundreds on the floor (shoo)
your body navigation tell me where to go (go)
deep up in your ocean, baby, do you deepthroat?
you know i got a thing for your pretty white toes
you was there with me when a n-gg- was broke
fly, get you everything if it’s in the store (everything)
and i buy you wedding ring, just so you can show (show it)
tell them other b-tches that a n-gg- so dope (so dope)
i get blessings on me (me), i got blessings on me (me)
i’m what’s missing, what you need
some good s-x is what you need
we link up and the rest is history
close your eyes, count to three
don’t be cheatin’, tryna peek
you know what you’re gon’ see
you’re my little secret (secret)
if i put you on, can you keep it?
i’ma make that p-ssy…

[outro: tyga & swae lee]
you’re my little secret
if i put you on, can you keep it?
hundreds on the floor, gotta sweep it
she say money make her c-m, get her so wet
vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
we got bands, what was your excuse?
jump over, tec left ’em bruised

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