Tyga - Pesci Lyrics
[Intro:]You know, I think you got the wrong impression about meI think in old fairness, I should explain to you exactly what I do.I ain't happy for nobody!I ain't happy for nobody!He brought killer, that nigga catpillarWon't hit her, only hit bad *****es, that's thriller!King … last king,Nigga sending out shots, I'mma need the Jordan ring!Uh, f uck you mean, this is really mean, gotta get polite,Future looking bright, *****es crack tongue on the pipe.I don't wanna see you twerk, we're about to ***** lifeGot an Asian hoe *****, go deep, Jerry Rice!I'm a dope nigga, give a D, dope dealerDon't play with the great nigga, that's RZA!Ask my ***** to tell you ain't no niggaLike the one I got, the game gorilla.Back in my back like a Philly nigga clickCame extending grip, armor's with the ruga, easy ruthlessNigga with a attitude, my enemies is too shitDon't get two shits, but you gonna make that nigga pull itBut shit!I'm *****ing stupid!I don't give a ***** about you, Al!It's my business, that's what I do!Look at my face, look at my wrist, look at my waist!Niggas is fake! Number one reason we'll never be late!Me, I get cake, and I don't speak for them niggas that can'tHustle the great, sending them shop, but robbing them banks.***** what you think!I will slow that, ***** what you're sayingNiggas was playing, me I just went from a bucket to BenzUp in the pen, where they predicted I'll be out in tenHumble begins, but now I still sound hard, it don't make no sense.Fly to Japan, pay me cash, convert it to yen,*****, I'm the man, *****, I'm the man!Go get your friend, I *****ed you already, can ***** you again!*****, I'm the man, *****, I'm the man!I say it again!I've been trying to reach you. You're tougher to get than the president.Yeah, the least you could do is return my phone calls, though.What up...It's going up like a staircase, rare bape and the real oneNowhere near fake, real estatePaint a picture, yeah I illustrateYoung G getting paper like a dinner plateLike I'm dealing weight, you a pillow caseBass bang make the building shakeUh, got my city on me like I got it tattedGold chain, bustin' semi automaticMy girl booty big you might wanna grab itBut if you reach for it, you ain't coming back withNada, keep heat like NevadaIn the summer …. number one stunnerGot gas like an H1 hammer,Turn a good girl to a track runnerNiggas don't wanna, call ‘em, and my checkKeep a whole lot of comas!For instance tomorrow morning I'll get up nice and early,Take a walk down over to the bank and…Walk in and see and,Uh… if you don't have my money for me,I'll crack your *****ing head wide-open in front of everybody in the bank.Let's go!Valet when I'm parkingOG when I spark itMoney speak when I'm talkingJ-J's on when I'm walkingStay fired up like arsonYou can't touch my garmentsUp late nights pass CarsonDrinking large proportionsOf that turn up, juice, got your girlfriend, looseShaken' that ass, listening to LukeGive a nigga all hole no loops,Give a nigga all brain no lip,I be at the ball hanging no grip,Pants sagging on four fifthMy security bullets like four inches.Kick that shit like four ninjasDid that shit for my niggas whoMade it out the hood to the good sideB-bossing up with no tieYou heard it through the …And I was actually thereYeah, it's clear who's been getting to the bread like …I'll be there in the morning, you can *****ing try me, fatso!.You *****ing try me!
