Word On Street Lyrics - Tyga

Word on the street I got gold bricks 

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Word on the street I got gold bricks 

Put kinggold chains on yo bitch 

Let'her cry for me, that's hooty and a blowfish 

She gon blow dick til she pop, how many licks? 

Blow this popsicle, stand quick 

Insane niggas, getting bent in a Bentley 

Hothead trigger nigga, don't tempt me 

Make that ass shake like a Wendy's frosty (frost bit) 

In the middle week, Jebediah 

I'm the great Alexander Empire 

Bubble gum, put shrimp on yo dinner 

Rocky Balboa, heart of a lion 

Tyga, not to be fucked with, tyrant 

On the highest level, top of mount Zion 

She said she never fucked me, but she's lyin 

Team so strong, could've been the Minnesota Viking, fuck it! 

Two tears nigga in a bucket 

You don't like me and bitch I love it 

Livin life reckless, gold bitch stay nugget 

Step on curry, got 30 in the luggage 

Fuck that bitch, she'll never get a lover 

Timbuktu, reincarnated king Musa 

Talkin bout medusa, these niggas just losers 

You ain't even do shit, I'm the coach that's coolest 

T ruler, sharp shooter, red ruga, not human 

Lex Luthor, super mutant, still bruising 

Steel chrome, still ruthless, translucent 

Probably the best to do this 

Photos 

Ho I ain't gotta prove shit 

The proof's in the bank bitch 

Do this shit for my kids' kids 

In the papadoce, you don't even know what that is nigga 

Word on the street I got gold bricks 

Word on the street I got gold bricks 

Heath Ledger, pill poppin, no jokin 

Stanley Kubrick, eyes wide die opened 

So doctor, this ain't Broadwayin 

Tom foolery, yall niggas horse playin 

Most hated cuz the crib most gated 

Most cars, a lot of broads, the most dated 

Your cars pass through expiration 

Second to none, no offense, none taken 

Stick up, I'm hijakin em back 

I'm the shit bubblewrap, get rap to rap 

Flow god, that is so hot 

Step on yo back bitch 

Now you hunchback and launch from the launchin pad 

Lougin at the pack 

T-Raw the best rapper in there and I'm flexin 600 grand on my lap 

Instagram, take the pilot jet ready 

That's an instant plane 

Fuck yall, niggas couch mane 

Actin ashamed, don't be a slave 

Put yo check on the table 

By the end of the days paid hey hey 

Blake fair at the world fair, fuck fair 

When them near smell roast in the air 

Oh yea? Who that nigga with the big ass gat? 

That's me with the big ass gat 

It's a sabertooth 

Hater eat yo life in a big ass flash 

No pork on my plate, nigga still goin ham 

Word on the street I got gold bricks 

Word on the street I got gold bricks 

Word on the street I got gold bricks