Potty Mouth - Tyga feat Busta Rhymes

[Verse 1: Tyga]
One shot, bomboclat
b_tches jumping on my d_ck, hopping like it's hopscotch
Booty pop, my b_tch don't wear that she prolly ass shots
I don't give a f_ck, I f_ck em all till they p_ssy ouch
Potty mouth, oochie wally, bang, bang then I'm out
Once u-f_cking-pon a time, had your b_tch inside my house
Cooking grits and riding d_ck
Swear she the best chef around
Pop that p_ssy, now let me see you doo doo brown
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Tell these b_tch n_ggas it's they time of the month, time of the month
n_ggas want beef but I eat that sh_t, eat eat everything well done
I'm so far in the clouds I can barely hear
All that sh_t you rocking, boy that was last year
GOAT's here, n_ggas steer my style like a stop deer
Pump fear
To you b_tches heart, Suge without the beard
Man, all these new n_ggas weird
They all lining up to come and see the last king

[Hook: Tyga]
I get money, I make money
I take money, them b_tches want it from me 'cause I'm
I'm 'bout whatever, I'm 'bout whatever
I'm 'bout whatever, man I do it, do it better
Two, two more shots, then I'm out
I'm a motherf_cker and I got a potty mouth
I'm 'bout whatever man, I'm 'bout whatever man
I'm 'bout whatever, man I do it, do it better

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Man, I f_cked your dime and now she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the p_ssy in my palm
She put on a n_gga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullsh_t, I don't pay you no mind
But what's your sign? Gemini?
Scorpio, let me f_ck from behind
However you want it, baby
Light the blunts, blunts and close your eyes
Real n_gga doe, real n_gga doe
Got a freak b_tch in the DB9, put me on doe
Came in the door, kicked in the door
Waiving the .44, put one, one in your blowhole
Man, you're paper thin, you need to take some notes
n_ggas steal my lines and say they don't, there go another new quote
I'm fresh off the boat, n_gga let's toast
Young Money real, y'all sh_t just a hoax
Made a fairytale, busy on a float
Why would I lie?
Forever under oath, I'm
So f_cking frustrated with your lady
Get a flight, I send her home
Man my love is oh so tainted
If you fine you might get diamonds, if you a five you might get nothing
I'm on my monsters, they from a moshpit
R-r-r-rock you like Nirvana
Man I be off Patron like it's a holiday
f_cking with them finer things, pull up on your b_tch and say

[Hook: Tyga]
I get money, I make money
I take money, them b_tches want it from me 'cause I'm
I'm 'bout whatever, I'm 'bout whatever
I'm 'bout whatever, man I do it, do it better
Two, two more shots, then I'm out
I'm a motherf_cker and I got a potty mouth
I'm 'bout whatever man, I'm 'bout whatever man
I'm 'bout whatever, man I do it, do it better

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Man, I f_cked your dime
Still in my prime
Young D, I'm freshest n_gga on the line
Better man up, it's about to go down
Leave you with jaw-dropped, face on the ground
Let the rain fill the moats 'round my kingdom
Carved in the cement, star, pledge allegiance
I'ma let you leave 'em screaming
Dreaming just to get by
Girl you so fly, why you so high?
Two more shots, then I'm out
I'm a motherf_cking potty mouth
I'm 'bout whatever, I'm 'bout whatever
I'm 'bout whatever, man I do it, do it better
All bad b_tches in my house
I'm a motherf_cker, f_ck her then I kick her out
I'm 'bout whatever, I'm 'bout whatever
I'm 'bout whatever, man I do it, do it better

[Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]
Cannibal, I eat you raw meat
I'm raw with beats
So scavenger with it, n_gga look like Jaws with feet
You don't want it, b_tch
Y'all n_ggas know I get gully, what you want?
Listen close, y'all don't hear how the beat get ugly when a motherf_cker come through?
Excuse me b_tch
Please let me kill it just a little bit and let a n_gga do what he do
Movie sh_t, that tec make a n_ggas wanna vomit spit
You n_ggas already knew
She keep on fronting n_ggas, then I'm lighting up another city
Got her fighting 'til they get to biting, they we getting gritty
See the time and now a n_gga climbing up another milli
Then we shining till a n_gga blind them, up until it kills me
Forth and back and my dying is a n_gga 'til it pulls up on the track
Then I'ma die sixty n_ggas 'til we pop off like we in the wild west
When I finished giving you the crack pipe
If you knew I'm in route to the crib just to park the Bugatti at the house
Sin big and one of my b_tches really turn her out now
Still everyone know I got a potty mouth now
sh_t they got me doing it again
Back to bodying things and lots of screwing other women
You can never stop the sh_t that I'm doing
And the way that we moving
Get it popping, never stopping, kill 'em in the end now
And I'ma get 'em to the point when I got 'em all open, handling my business with 'em ha!
Trust me you don't wanna start cause you know it's torture!
Every single minute til I finish with 'em
And I knock sh_t down
Every time I come and then I lock sh_t down
'Til I come up place n_ggas better drop that crown
Ever here, 'fore I pop you clowns
And I go erase n_ggas!

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