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Tyga

Genres: Hip-Hop

Drive Fast, Live Young Lyrics - Tyga

Big shit perfect timing, got a chef, we ain't gotta leave 

Baby we can dine in 

Get you played like violins 

Made a purchase so large, got a call nigga, affirming 

Switch shirts when we riding 

Case a nigga get pulled over, keep me vizine 

Way you living like this, 

She won't never wanna leave with these new hoes 

Steady tryina fuck me 

Ratchet nigga, no dry cleaners, don't wash that, it's brand new 

Got pablo homies, got grip niggas 

And my ocean view straight water blue 

My second time, your first time 

She let me hit on the first night 

Foreign cars, muscle cars 

Y'all niggas just ain't living it right 

 

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I'm making change, I make it rain 

We ain't the same 

I'm pulling up, my whip game 

Got leather seats and wood grain 

Got champagne, that's candy paying 

My real estate, these boppers know my stage name 

I sip slow, while entertain 

I'm dope maine, you so lame 

100 thous went to dice game 

Push start, I'm a start, 

She up and down that boulevard 

Going hard, going hard 

 

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Oh you bout that life, want that shine 

Can I have that ice, nah nigga it ain't mine 

I've been hustling all night, and I know she wanna call 

But a nigga working hard like 3 jobs 

Hottest paper can't count it all alone 

Mesmerized by the throne, addicted to doing wrong 

I'm a stone cold killer, cards in the winner 

Audemar ghetto like bob just lit up 

Grown with the game, drop vise get hit up 

Nigga take fade, knock down nigga get up 

Broke niggas, broke niggas, I ain't gotta worry bout gold diggas 

Pow, pow, these rolls on niggas 

Hot shot clock, waiting for the finish 

Hop in the tennant, y'all niggas shit winnin 

22 like emmit, and my bitch photogenic 

She be fire in a minute, draw your eyes baby I waas only kiddin 

Do it all different she used to say I did it 

Rolls royce, lamborghini nigga, what's the difference? 

 

I'm making change, I make it rain 

We ain't the same 

I'm pulling up, my whip game 

Got leather seats and wood grain 

Got champagne, that's candy paying 

My real estate, these boppers know my stage name 

I sip slow, while entertain 

I'm dope maine, you so lame 

100 thous went to dice game 

Push start, I'm a start, 

She up and down that boulevard 

Going hard, going hard 

 

Sometimes man it just suits 

I'm living a dream, man it's an ecstasy 

Man, ecstasy 

She feel my energy, wanna get next to me 

Man this is ecstasy, ecstasy 

Chop, chop, never stop 

Chop, chop, never stop 

Be forever young, driving in 

Be forever young. 

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