500 degrees lyrics (ft. lil wayne) – tyga

[verse 1: tyga]
t-raww, f*ck y’all, money tall, d*ck large
tiger in my backyard, b*tches on my futon
dog house, no dog, shootout, chris paul
walkin’ on the marble floor, take your f*ckin’ shoes off
b*tch this is fox fur, killin’ sh*t, f*ck a he*rs*
i can show you my choppa works
she give me head, when my head hurt
deep throat, till the b*tch burp
her best friend said let me at ’em (adam), cousin lurch
smokin’ on that turf, get your feelings hurt
at your neck like a collared shirt, ball like a nerf
word, more green n*gg* than smoking pot
when i see more, i’m that wh*r* from that little shop
shop, butcher shop, open up your top
all you see is gold watch, rolls royce, road blocks
sun roof, fogged out, chrome grill, gold mouth
take a f*ckin’ look around

[hook: tyga x2]
b*tch i’m all you need
i say f*ck them other n*gg*s
f*ck them other n*gg*s
b*tch i’m all you need
i’m the hottest n*gg*, all i do is turn up, b*tch
500 degrees

[verse 2: tyga]
thrilla manilla, i buy straight from the dealer
i ‘m politickin’ in paris, i’m buying statues and pillars
all from the louvre n*gg*, mosaics from the museum
you n*gg*s countin’, you b*tch is in my dm,
i never read ’em, weak b*tch probably get seasick
on the yacht eat shrimp, see my name on a blimp
it read t-raww’s a pimp
n*gg* i ain’t dancin’ but my hand on my hip
full clip, movie sh*t, bruce wayne, alfred
n*gg*s want a verse, can’t even get an ad-lib
i’m killing this sh*t, and i’m killing your mom
over a set of time, the… are mine
i murdered this sh*t, just takin’ my time
got bars, front gate, face shot, blind date
rolex, timepiece, ain’t got no time for no b*tch speech
120 that six speed, pull it out that’s all me
just call me t-papi

[hook: tyga x2]

[verse 3: lil wayne]
tunechi over b*tches
smokin’ color purple, blunt fat as oprah winfrey
i’m the n*gg*, the n*gg*, n*gg*, the n*gg*, n*gg*
i be snappin’, i hope you get the bigger picture
i said f*ck that n*gg* that you f*ckin’
she say that n*gg* rap, i say he couldn’t (w)rap a mummy
but let me p*ss the weed, and stop p*ssin’ judgement
before i have to beat him like a d*ck he had it comin’
been eating so much p*ssy, man i’m starting to get chubby
schoolin’ motherf*ckers, i’m their favorite subject
broomstick in my pants, i’m ’bout to go witch huntin’
i’m already loaded, these n*gg*s still bufferin’
i f*ck my girlfriend and her best friend, these n*gg*s is lesbians
don’t cross me like a pedestrian, i’m getting head watchin’ espn
she holdin’ me and carressin’ me
don’t hate the player, hate the referee
if she f with me, i am definitely a necessity

[hook: tyga x2]

/ ft lil wayne tyga lyrics