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breaktime – tyga lyrics

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it’s breaktime these kids is caught like dateline
deep fine abletorate if you dare to take mine
jena si we don’t give a f-ck color us eyes guys
women children could see i’m the shrine for the f-cking blind
vietnam mama ball her son know nuthin but raw
whom tattoos the boy choose
i’m winnin by 4 steps steppin ahead of ya’ll
cap a don college never was sent to school
testin me students never do
teach n-gg-s cold then a pair of weather
don’t worry if it’s red or blue
green fake sh-t like tours do
p-ssenger grab the damager in case they start askin us
managers show manners cause they see me on cameras (n-gg-)
word of mouth tyga travelin tourin the south
haters gatherin gossip sh-t i know nuthin about
you round cows sittin around i’m milkin yo spouse
hey mr. child owners honored to have a rappers smile
yiffey yup know a b-tch that’ll stick a n-gg- up
i don’t f-ck with her seen ya’ll in the club huggin dumb
dumb what the h-ll are you on?
tomorow yo sh-t’ll be p-wned
withdrawled credit cards
all at the salon gettin done up
my chain look like a m-ffler
3d 50gs never tuck it
til the g sh-t happens when you touch it
those guys was nuthin
put comics in my luggage
next to condoms cause i’m like f-ck it
no paws games i’m 19 with lots of bunnies
young money my dougy
kicks pierre hardy
i’m rich if you wonderin self rep don’t bug me
accounts with large amounts you little pocket money
car body sylvester color
i’m somewhat of a son from a different cuttin
juice n b-ttons p-ssycat tygas comin
like shakes off new hummers
patience young patrient
this is now god talkin
bought a twin cause n-gg-s ain’t close to him
potion clone n patron n a sober b-tch
hopin hopefully ya cloweys them i’m j-zzin all over it
dope women f-ckin position ya -ss where my tummy is
she definitly did put on for her city
two sm-t nasty chick nuthin wrong with frog t-tties
itf right left til i’m outta breath
in a seth ya neck ya chest
i’m wreckless with weapons is letters betta speak ya best sh-t
like presidents over ya front ya residents
camo vision like predators
or cause yo jealosy
talkin like you knew ged
we da new bulls of 93
can’t defeat young money
it’s breaktime

[lil wayne:]
but i never take a break
i never take a break till i see heaven on the gates
i stick that metal in ya face and now they call you chrome face
f-ck with me betta bring yo lunch cause it’s gon be a long day
f-ck what ya heard like my d-ck against yo eardrum
swagga so sharp weezy where you get the spear from?
i could make you the son yo mama never hear from
let that tough talk walk and watch how you fear run
yah, and f-ck the world is my -ssignment
and i promise you gon feel me like blind men
roll or roll over like front wheel alignment
tell the lil rappers don’t come near the giant
ugh now i’m smellin my self
flow sicker than sh-t where the h-ll is my health
startin to feel like makaveli myself
watch i put that m-th-f-ckin mac 11 to ya scelp
yes my maybach i swear that b-tch a donkey
had to get the long body cause the choufer didn’t want me
muthaf-cka i’m i’ll ho be still
greedy that’s why my first week i got a mil
it’s young money open the bar
if they don’t know who you is i bet they know who you are
no kelly just n.o. and l.a.
we come to f-ck sh-t up like broke levays
got a california b-tch i swear she a medic
sometimes she give me head and just git rid of my headache
pull up and shoot like j.j. redd-ck
put on my boot i think i’m ready
which one of you n-gg-s wanna g get it?
keepin yo head up but your beheaded uh oh
realest is my middle name my heart pump nitrogen
and i breathe fire betta stand by a hydragen
duffle bag big enough to fit the rifle in
i’ll cut yo -ss short call me hyphen then
yes i’m focused on the figgas fresh
i’m cool smokin like a cigarette
it’s the president sittin behind the bigger desk
secretary with bigger breats
handin me bigger checks
i’m goin at these n-gg-s necks
which one of you n-gg-s next
i put a bullet in yo m-th-f-ckin intelect
call me koo koo nest carter
a wfb and that’s for wells fargo
bank can’t thank i’m on that drank
anythang make my mind go blank
and the judge trynna hit me with evrything but the sank
but i roll saint i can’t i ain’t
breaktime

- all song lyrics by tyga