Gudda Gudda - Blowin Money Fast lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyga] First of all I ain't feeling y'all Feel the f**ing heat defrost Fill the spoon full of food Ain't enough to feed the room I don't have to goon, twizla boy split you to Cherry red Rover roof Crips to confuse you You can say I blue's you Better than I bruised you All you n***as copycats doing sh** I used to Oh you tatted too, n***a f** you My b**h ain't got no tatts I hit her from the back I spend south of France all that other sh** is wack Sling shot it in the ear than I let the sh** collapse Money is my pet peeve, give me hourly If there is none at all, than I'm pissed off I listen to Rick Ross and I know Ricky Ross I'm Leonardo in Inception, reserve my section I do dreams put you in a bubble, benz or Lexus I Will Smith the necklace, I do it effortless b**h all eyes on me The future's in my eyes b**hes, b**hes bring lies One n***a jealous than the muthaf**er dies Figure you ain't scary if you did the crime Now prepare its dinnertime Dimmer the lights, lemon with ice Look it at twice its fizzling sprite Brown do the belly nice No c**a cola, I don't drink soda Black beenie n***a, like a f**ing smoker They say I'm bout to blow up like super nova Put your helmet on, the bulldozing dopest How you sh**ting on ‘em and ain't got sh** on ‘em It k**s me to know it, you Melanie Fiona Ohhh, remove yourself from my scrotum Ohhh, remove yourself, remove yourself Ohhh, remove yourself from my scrotum Pull your whole car I thought I told you