Tyga - Stimulated (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Tyga - Stimulated (en) Lyrics
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Fuck what they talkin' 'bout
All a nigga hear is my chains clinkin'
back and forth right now, nigga
Fuck with me
Why the fuck you so opinionated?
Sayin' how you do it but
they ain't did it, baby
You need a demonstration
This is how you get richer, baby
I'm stimulated
I'm at the bank, I'm penetratin'
I'm puttin' in, I'm penetratin'
I'm gettin' big, I'm stimulated
I touched the bitch, she disintegrated
Up in flames, I've been the flamest
I've been the hottest, you've
been the lamest
I've been on the plane, you've
been complainin'
Fuck the codefendant, pistol
whip the plaintiff
Hit the mall, then we skip arraignment
They say she young, I should've waited
She a big girl, dog when
she stimulated
Hit Sin City and syndicate it
All the time on the strip in Vegas
I got the juice but I
ain't Minute Maid it
But a nigga made it just minutes later
Shut the fuck and let me finish, baby
I'll let you finish later
Yeah you book smart but
don't be gettin' paper
Shootin' craps at The Wynn
Gettin' back to back wins
Made 20 bands playin' features
And I don't need a feature for this
Nigga I'm T-R-A, triple double
Every time I ball, man
that's triple double
Tom Ford, Balmain, that's
triple stuntin'
Tryna get a nut only gets you nothin'
So I don't give a fuck who
these niggas datin'
Tsunami the Rollie, my
wrist is flooded
How the fuck can these niggas hate it
When these bitches love it,
man this shit is funny
All I can do is laugh,
all I can do is laugh
They try to count me out,
all day I'm doin' math
All I can do is add,
multiply, multiply
All day I'm doin' math,
but we won't divide
You ain't got the flow, you
ain't got the heart
You be on your mark but
you're never ready
You just talkin' shit, I
can smell your breath
Sayin' what you do, but
can't help yourself
So why the fuck you so opinionated?
She a big girl, dog
Fuck what they talkin' about, nigga
I'm gonna do what the fuck I
wanna do when I wanna do
Might take her home, gon'
and dinner plate it
I don't heat it up, don't microwave it
She already hot, she sizzle baby
No salt and pepper, she
been the flavor
I'ma stimulate her, yeah simple, baby
Fuck with me, then I fuck with you
You don't fuck with me,
my nigga fuck you too
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