Tyga - Hookah (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Tyga - Hookah (en) Lyrics
Baby pass me the hookah
Aye, baby just pass me the hoo-kah cause
Tearing up the place
I'm a rich nigga got Chanel on my waist
Run up on me playin' I'mma aim
it at ya face
And that go for anybody, anyway, aye
I'm a rich blood by the way
And I'm having swag, Rollie
old like a tape
Fish scale, yeah I got these
bitches on the bait
Don't wanna talk, man I said I
need some space
My new car geeked up
I just paid a cop, now I'm
running out if court
Panoramic top, I'mma put it on the rocks
Crawl, walk and hop, got all
these bitches shocked, ayee
Stone molly whiter than my socks
I don't wanna talk if it ain't
'bout guap
Clowning, clowning yall niggas
I see you flop
I buy pints by the 2 no Pac
Baby pass me the hookah, ayee
Pass me the hookah
Pass the hookah
Rubbin' on my chain blowing cloudmatic
Smoke something with a G and
bend that ass backwards
Lay back relax and talk mathematics
Later on we test a little sex practice
Write my name on the wall
Money in the mattress bet she
wanna get involved
She hopped on the blunt said
'Where the hookah y'all?
I tell her pass back if the
shit too strong
It's all set; Mozart art on
the blog so wet
I got her where I want her and
I ain't done yet
Looking at your future baby
put down the cigarette
Come hop on this kush jet and
take flight
Tell them bitches 'mmm fuck that'
You with Aladdin, bet I got a
magic carpet for that ass yes
I'm also on one, got two Olsen's on me
Big homie, Young Thugger Thugger rolling
Rolls Royce so shorty
Ben Frank baddies in the Benz waggin'
You know she want a ride home
hop on the band wagon
I got the chain saggy, you
know that life lavish
Lifestyles like this gon' need magnums
Pass baby, welcome to rich class baby
You all Maybelline, with ya new Celine
Audemars on lean, cars on sheen
You white girl but black girl
ghetto fly ting
It's verified, they ain't on
your sea level
Watered eyes don't cry inhale
and breath regular
My baby on it, high at the
crack of dawn and
Body shape, figure 8 like
Picasso draw ya
Oh yes I'm winnin', bling
kingin', ring blingin'
Like like for no reason, let's
get closer, closed in
Remove your clothes we close friends
Don't get choked smoking OG Oakland
Shout out Oakland
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