Fight Night (remix) Lyrics - Singles - Tyga

[Intro:] 

If you know me know this ain't my feng shui 

Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume 

Talking crazy, I pull up andele 

R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate 

Public Service Announcement 

Where all my rich niggas at man? 

MIGO! 

[Hook: Takeoff] 

Broke niggas stand to the left 

My rich niggas stand to the right 

Lil' mamma, she keep looking at me (lil' mama!) 

Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night 

Hit it with the left, hit with the right 

Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night 

Beat it with the left, beat it with the right 

Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night 

[Verse 1: Tyga] 

Pack the pussy out, Pacquiao 

Put a pussy in his place, throw it like a paper route 

Pussy on a stand, my bitch'll never testify 

We ain't never vibe, like the (?) it's all blurred lines 

Who the fuck wanted pussy? Punch you in your good eye 

Go the all time, (?) then it's genocide 

Poor bitches down to ride, big booty, tender lines 

All whip, they never lies (?) 

I pastor, I'm the reverend now 

Young Jones, Spike Lee with this king shit 

Tap the face, Mike Tyson, real Tyga in the crib 

Shit, sitting on sixes, I started this (?) shit 

This the motherfuckin' thanks I get? Bitch 

[Hook:] 

[Bridge:] 

If you know me know this ain't my feng shui 

Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume 

Talking crazy, I pull up andele 

R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate 

[Verse 2: Takeoff] 

If you know me know this ain't my feng shui 

Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume 

Talking crazy, I pull up andele 

R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate 

Pocket rocket fire, watch him disintegrate 

It's a truckload coming on the interstate 

Sirloin steak all on my dinner plate 

Your main bitch say she wanna make a sex tape 

Rich nigga, I could never be a broke nigga (rich nigga) 

Broke niggas I can never get along with them! 

Always been hated since a little nigga (always) 

It's forever pussy nigga gotta deal with it (rich nigga!) 

[Hook:] 

[Verse 3: Quavo] 

Float like a butterly, sting like a bee 

Rumble young nigga rumble! 

Lil' mamma want a nigga like me in the sheets 

Ice cube knock it out like Deebo 

Now who's that talking that gangsta shit? 

Somebody gonna kick your ass 

When I walk up in the club I better make a thunderstorm 

Let them know that this a whole lot of cash 

Rich niggas on the right all night (rich nigga) 

Broke niggas to the left by yourself (brokanese) 

Now who the hell just said that the roof on fire? 

Call 911 like Wyclef 

[Hook:] 

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