Pressed (Explicit) 歌詞
Pressed - Tyga/Honey Cocaine
Why you b**ches so pressed for (for)
Open up the gate all I do is press four (four)
Got you pissed off ballin' up your fist for (for)
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Ahh
It's the hooligan ni**a (ni**a)
Eat these rappers up you just food to me ni**a (ni**a)
Rap don't work I'm a wolverine
Ni**a's honey make you desert
Wash it down with some liqour
Li-lit up the pill make a b**ch turn flipper
You so um all on the bottom of my zipper
I Nick trip got the Cannon on me like Mariah
Pinocchio rappers man all I see is liars (Ahh )
Rough riders gang niggas kush buyers
Get smashed Halloween Mike Myers
My religion plenty women no choirs
They call me the royal penis they're highness
For when they give it up pour it up leave it wit' us
Eatin' my dust you bustas dusty still on the bus
Truly quick pick her up or you ain't bad you ain't nothing
All my niggas eatin' like the last supper ni**a
Uhh (Ahh )
Why you b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Open up the gate all I do is press four (press four)
Got you pissed off ballin' up your fist for (fist for)
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Why these b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Why these b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Wh-why you b**ches so pressed for (pressed for) (yeah)
Why these b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Don't make me pull out my pistol
Uhh
Don't make me pull out my pistol
T-Dot that seaside my b**ch is official
Get rich or take it cause that is a ritual
This b**ch was talkin' I had to come visual
I don't like to lose it's bad habits
All my b**ches loyal and true and no fashion (fashion)
My niggas holdin' the juice they all strappin'
Sleepin' on me hatin me dude I'm straight gassin' (gassin')
Everything I'm in is luxury (luxury)
Them other hoes know they can't f**k wit' me (f**k wit'me)
B**ch look me in the face when you
Stunt on me (stunt on me)
Better ask a weak ho try to
Front on me (front on me) ha-ha
Now tell me where that b**ch at that b**ch a**
All this good food I'm surprised I ain't get fat
Wake up then 'urn up then turn up the sh*t fast (fast)
I'm coming through with that pistol
You better get back b**ch
Ahh
Why you b**ches so pressed for (for)
Open up the gate all I do is press four (four)
Got you pissed off ballin' up your fist for (for)
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Why these b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Why these b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Wh-why these b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Why these b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Don't make me pull out my pistol
Rowdy (yeah) all my niggas sorry (yeah)
Why you b**ches so burst for (burst for)
Don't make me pull out my pistol (pull out my pistol)
If we got a problem (yeah) all my niggas sorry (yeah)
Why you b**ches so burst for (burst for)
Don't make me pull out my pistol (pull out my pistol)
Damn
Hop up in my lap get high (high)
Pistol grip pump from my lap at all times (times)
Lap at all times La-Lap at all times
Now it's no more drama it's that Mary J Blige (Blige)
Yeah I'm too high chinky eyed (eyed)
Cherry vans sweet red red vines (vines)
Closed blinds ni**a you gets no shine
It's my party ni**a I ain't standin' in line
Why these b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Why these b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Why these b**ches so pressed for (pressed for)
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang )
Wh-why you so pressed for