Taste - Tyga/Offset

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DA

Hoo hoo yeah yeah

Tu tu tu yeah yeah

Tuu tuu hoo

Slide on a pimp game with my pinky ring

Lotta gang lotta b***hes and a icy chain

Why you claim that you rich that's a false claim

I be straight to the whip no baggage claim

Whole lotta styles can't even pronounce the name

You don't even got no style see you on my Instagram

I be rockin' it like it's fresh out the pan

Only when I'm takin' pics I'm the middleman

Walk talk it like a boss I just lift the hand

Three million cash call me Rain Man

Money like a shower that's my rain dance

And we all in black like it's Gangland

Say the wrong word you be hangman

Watch me stick to your b***h like a spray tan

Aw Mr 'what kind of car you in'

In the city love my name n***a I ain't gotta say it

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste f**k what a n***a say

It's all the same like Mary-Kate

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste let you get a taste

Taste taste do you love the taste

Yeah that's cool but he ain't like me

Lotta girls like me n***as wanna fight me

N***a get yo a*s checked like a f**kin' Nike

Me not icey that's unlikely

And she gon' suck me like a f**kin' hi-C

Aw chains on the neck for the whole team

And I feel like Gucci with the ice cream

And my b***h want the Fenty not the Maybelline

I'm the black JB the way these b***hes scream

Make these b***hes scream

Pretty little thing

Like my n***a AE say yadadamean

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste f**k what a n***a say

It's all the same like Mary-Kate

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste let you get a taste

Taste taste do you love the taste

Yeah that's cool

Hustle

Yeah I'ma put the drip on the plate drip drip

Diamond ice-glazed n***as imitate ice ice

Aye aye feed me grapes Maybach with the drac' grape

Slow pace in the Wraith got this s**t from bae

Diamonds up to par the cookie hittin' hard hard

The Rari sit in park I'm at it on Mars Mars

Shotgun shells we gon' always hit the target blaow

Popcorn b***h shell poppin' out the cartridge pop it

3400 Nawfside Charles Barkley

4-8-8 Ferrari

Make her get on top of me and ride me

Like a Harley

She wanna keep me company and never want depart me no

Depart me yeah fishtail in the parking lot skrt skrt

I don't kick it with these n***as 'cause they talk about 'cha

And I got the fire don't make me spark it out 'cha

Yeah keep it in my back pocket like it's a wallet

Ho

Like the way she suck it suck it like a Jolly whoa

Stack it up and put it with the whole project racks

And she got the Patek on water moccasin

I'm rich in real life I get that profit copy

Ho

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste let you get a taste

Taste taste do you love the taste

Yeah that's cool but he ain't like me

Taste taste LA you can get a taste

Taste taste Miami you can get a taste

Taste taste Oakland you can get a taste

Taste taste New York do you love the taste

Taste taste Chi-Town you can get a taste

Taste taste Houston you can get a taste

Taste taste Portland you can get a taste

Taste taste overseas let them b***hes taste

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste do you love the taste

Taste taste worldwide they gon' get a taste

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