Tyga - Heisman Pt2 Lyrics
[Tyga:]*****, it's T-Raww, blood on my pawsBig booty chick back a nigga to the wallNever get involved, murder every barShit so illegal, get a green cardDifferent cause, different from y'allI work hard, you work at the mallPass a ***** off like my nigga John Wall***** in the dark, gimme the light, Sean PaulYeahhh, ***** I do this shitCooler than a mother*****ing penguin lipAnd my ***** ***** fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shitGot heat super freak Rick James ya *****, leave a stain & shitOn ya couch in ya house like brothermanHanging like Mr. Cooper hand[Chorus: x3]Posing, Heisman[Honey Cocaine:]Yo, got a Asian ***** on my left sideAnother Asian *****, right, right sideThey might send your ass off to the next side***** hold your damn breath cause you might dieGotta group of bad *****es and I feel goodOh your hungry? Too bad cause my meals goodAnd I shouldn't beat a broad, but I still wouldBut I don't try and be bad cause the deals goodYeah, now look I got that urge to feed them off some gold and shitType of stuff to make them feel like alcohol and gold and shitHold the *****, just sold the *****, ***** you pay me is what I told the*****Can't walk or talk cause I own you *****Please don't make me hot, I'm the coldest ***** (agh)[Chorus: x3]Posing, Heisman[Tyga:]Well, running from the cop, boy born to killHand me the lock, bring it to your front door, doorbellKnock knock, who there? Houdini dissappearGot green, John Deere. More green, Paul Pierce(Agh) amazin with the shot, you my son, now your a dop, dot dotPacman, that's for opening your mouthBust a nut, kick her out, lit a cigarrette nowPut the cigarette down, I'm the shit, loose bowelsWow, Laughing, did I say that out loud?Nigga getting busy like I work downtownOn to the next if she don't ***** right now (right now)Harder than a pipe, can't pipe downWhat you niggas talking about?Man I'm what your ***** is talking aboutTwo months then the album outCarelessworld drop, pewm, then I'm out.[Chorus: x3]Posing, Heisman[Honey Cocaine:]If a ***** ***** around, I might go offMy advice is you better get dawn to goYou cannot shop at the mall, but I buy out the storesI got a box of jewels, I call it pot of goldCall the cops to go, as my pockets growGet the chains and the rings and the watches, broAnd I boxed a slut, I just boxed a hoeYou tried to pass me *****, it ain't possible, nahI'm cool as *****, I suggest you dress for the weather *****Is forever shit, one never *****What's a whore to a queen? Whatever *****! I crop a kid, it's a hot to shitIt's some gucci, Louis, fendi, Prada shitTell them eat a dick, you ain't not a *****Find me in the club where my partners is(Schwagg, *****! )
