ฟังเพลงPotty Mouth (Album Version|Edited)

Tyga - Potty Mouth

One shot' bomboclat

B*tches jumping on my dick' 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 pussy 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 dick

Swear she the best chef around

Pop that pussy' 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

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

Man' I f*cked your dime and now she’s mine

2 Live Crew' put the pussy 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

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

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

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!