[Intro: Tyga]
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D.A.
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Hah
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[Verse 1: Tyga]
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Slide on it pimp game with my pinky ring
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Lotta gang, lotta bitches, and a icy chain
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Why you claim that you rich? Thats a false claim
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I be straight to the whip, no baggage claim
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Whole lotta styles, cant even pronounce the name
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You aint got no style, see you on my Instagram
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I be rockin it like its fresh out the pan
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Only when Im takin pics, Im the middleman
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Walk, talk it like a boss, I just lift a hand
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Three million cash, call me Rain Man
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Money like a shower, thats my rain dance
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And we all in black, like its Gangland
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Say the wrong words, you be hangman
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Watch me stick to your bitch like a spray tan
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Aw, Mr. What-Kind-of-Car-He-In?
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And the city love my name, nigga, I aint gotta say it
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[Chorus: Tyga]
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(Taste, taste), she can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), she can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), fuck what a nigga say
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Its all the same like Mary-Kate
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(Taste, taste), she can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), let you get a taste
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(Taste, taste), do you love the taste?
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Yeah, thats cool, but he aint like me
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[Verse 2: Tyga]
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Lotta girls like me, niggas wanna fight me
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Nigga, get your ass checked like a fuckin Nike
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Me not icy, thats unlikely
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And she gon suck me like a fuckin Hi-C
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Aw, chains on the neck for the whole team
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And I feel like Gucci with the ice cream
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And my bitch want the Fenty, not the Maybelline
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Im the black JB, the way these bitches scream
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Make these bitches scream
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Ah, pretty little thing
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Like my nigga A.E.
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Say, “Yadadadamean”
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[Chorus: Tyga & Offset]
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(Taste, taste), she can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), she can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), fuck what a nigga say
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Its all the same like Mary-Kate
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(Taste, taste), she can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), let you get a taste
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(Yes, yes), do you love the taste?
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Yeah, thats cool (Offset)
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[Verse 3: Offset]
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Yeah, Ima put the drip on the plate, yeah (Drip, drip)
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Diamond ice glacier, niggas imitate (Ice, ice)
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Ayy, ayy, feed me grapes, Maybach with the drake (Grapes)
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Slow pace in the Wraith, got this shit from bae (Skrrt)
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Diamonds up to par (Par), the cookie hittin hard (Hard)
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The ‘Rari sit in park (Park), on Addy on Mars (Mars)
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Shotgun shells, we gon always hit the target (Blah)
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Popcorn, big shell poppin out the cartridge (Pop it)
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3400 Nawfside, Charles Barkley (Nawf)
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4-8-8, Ferrari (Skrrt)
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Make her get on top of me and ride me like a Harley (Ride)
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She wanna keep me company and never wan depart me, depart me (No)
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Yeah, fishtail in the parking lot (Skrrt, skrrt)
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I dont kick it with these niggas cause they talk about ya (Yeah)
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Yeah, and I got the fire, dont make me spark it out ya (Fire)
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Yeah, keep it in my back pocket like its a wallet (Who?)
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Like the way she suck it, suck it like a Jolly (Woah)
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Stack it up and put it with the whole project (Racks)
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And she got that Patek on water moccasin (Patek)
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Im rich in real life, I get that profit, copy (Hey)
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[Chorus: Tyga]
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(Taste, taste), she can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), let you get a taste
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(Taste, taste), do you love the taste?
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Yeah, thats cool, but he aint like me
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[Outro: Tyga]
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(Taste, taste), LA, you can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), Miami, you can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), Oakland, you can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), New York, do you love the taste?
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(Taste, taste), Chi-Town, you can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), Houston, you can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), ayy, Portland, you can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), overseas, let them bitches taste
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(Taste, taste), she can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), she can get a taste
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(Taste, taste), do you love the taste?
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(Taste, taste), worldwide, they gon get a taste
