Tyga - Sheikh Talk (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Tyga - Sheikh Talk (en) Lyrics
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Uh, left Dubai on a high note
Spent a million on myself,
bitch, I'm goals
Niggas try to slide on
me but I never froze
In the club 'til it close like Diplo
Outside and I'm post like Phil goes
Big rings like a nigga
won the SuperBowl
Vegas two-story suites,
I'm at the top floor
I'm in town for one night,
let's link, ho
(Chalta raha hun idhar udhar)
Yeah, let's link, ho
Hot nigga, she gon' blow me like Niso
Twenty thousand ones,
left it at the Rhino
(Teri taraf chala gaya)
But she like lino
Hoes still ain't loyal
but what do I know?
Ayy, I can count the money
with my eyes closеd
Crypto millions, sittin' on a iPhone
(Chalta raha hun idhar udhar)
Yeah, whole tеam winning,
that's your loss
She left you for a baller, that's
your fault (Your fault)
Move, bitch, let the money
walk (Walk, chala gaya)
You wanna be a boss but you
all talk (All talk, chalta
raha hun idhar udhar)
Three girlfriends and
they all hot (Hot)
Like a Flintstone, still make
the bed rock (Bed rock)
Bitch, I'm a boss, that's Sheikh talk
(Chalta raha hun idhar udhar)
Don't need complex, it's
the simple things
I been cookin' twelve years,
still sizzling
I don't tryna ying-yang,
twins whistling
I can hear snake niggas
still hissening
In the Maybach, yeah, I'm back, mama
Papi in his bag, and it's all Prada
(Chalta raha hun idhar udhar)
Lotta Dre beats, but she on a pill
She gon' leave the UK,
Summer in the Hills
I might fuck her on the Phantom,
cummin' on the grill
A bitch don't drive me, don't
even touch the wheel
(Teri taraf chala gaya)
I'm in the FR, Ferrari, for real
And my new girl kinda like a big deal
Give me head for my headache, Advil
And she say she'd never do it
but I know she will (Chalta
raha hun idhar udhar)
Yeah, whole team winning,
that's your loss (Loss)
Three girlfriends and they
all hot (Chala gaya)
That Sheikh talk (That's Sheikh
talk, chala gaya)
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