Splatter - Tyga.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Tyga
[00:10.35]Ayye, mother****er, Tyra,
[00:12.74]Bad mother****er, ****ing her better with the lights on,
[00:15.03]Make a cycle with that mother****er, she don’t mind at all,
[00:17.25]On me half, on alley, now, tell her ****ing big sean.
[00:19.74]Psycho, mic on, niggers don’t like no nigger getting money,
[00:22.92]Want me dead like Castro.
[00:24.36]Yampro on my lap, they go youngers to my odd flow,
[00:26.65]Top flow telescope, watch your aunt die slow.
[00:29.14]Fire flow, animal, cooking eating rookie, I’m Jeronimo,
[00:31.93]The diabolical, carnival, messing with this mother****er, now I got hollitos
[00:35.61]Hall atrocious, I’m the damn badass, nigga, you ain’t notice?
[00:39.50]Drive one fifty on the yard,
[00:41.09]Master in the ********, the eyes killed the watch
[00:43.43]**** two bitches while my other bitches watch,
[00:45.62]My cassido bitches in London, she speak so posh.
[00:48.06]Nigger is that team nod,
[00:49.41]Nigger is that whoo-hosh
[00:50.60]**** the whole crew, not a whole too lot,
[00:52.79]These days too many lines, too many rhymes,
[00:55.13]Cashing out, getting mine, mother****er, then I’m out.
[00:59.31]Well done.

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作曲 : Tyga
Ayye, mother****er, Tyra,
Bad mother****er, ****ing her better with the lights on,
Make a cycle with that mother****er, she don’t mind at all,
On me half, on alley, now, tell her ****ing big sean.
Psycho, mic on, niggers don’t like no nigger getting money,
Want me dead like Castro.
Yampro on my lap, they go youngers to my odd flow,
Top flow telescope, watch your aunt die slow.
Fire flow, animal, cooking eating rookie, I’m Jeronimo,
The diabolical, carnival, messing with this mother****er, now I got hollitos
Hall atrocious, I’m the damn badass, nigga, you ain’t notice?
Drive one fifty on the yard,
Master in the ********, the eyes killed the watch
**** two bitches while my other bitches watch,
My cassido bitches in London, she speak so posh.
Nigger is that team nod,
Nigger is that whoo-hosh
**** the whole crew, not a whole too lot,
These days too many lines, too many rhymes,
Cashing out, getting mine, mother****er, then I’m out.
Well done.