Honey Cocaine - Pressed (feat. Tyga) lyrics

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Honey Cocaine - Pressed (feat. Tyga) lyrics

Ahh! Why you b**hes so pressed for? (for) Open up the gate all I do is press four (four) Got you pissed off ballin' up your fist for (for) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Ahh! It's the hooligan n***a (n***a) Eat these rappers up, you just food to me n***a (n***a) Rap don't work, I'm a wolverine n***a's honey make you desert, wash it down with some liquor Li-lit up, the pill make a b**h turn flipper You so um, all on the bottom of my zipper I Nick trip, got the Cannon on me like Mariah Pinocchio rappers man, all I see is liars (Ahh!) Rough riders, gang n***as, kush buyers Get smashed, Halloween, Mike Myers My religion, plenty women no choirs They call me the royal penis, their highness For when they give it up, pour it up, leave it wit' us Eatin' my dust, you bustas dusty still on the bus Truly quick, pick her up or you ain't bad, you ain't nothing All my n***as eatin' like the last supper, n***a Uhh! (Ahh!) Why you b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Open up the gate, all I do is press four (press four) Got you pissed off ballin' up your fist for (fist for) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Why these b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Why these b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Wh-why you b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) (yeah) Why these b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Don't make me pull out my pistol Uhh! Don't make me pull out my pistol T-Dot that seesaw/seaside my b**h is official Get rich or take it cause that is the ritual This b**h was talkin' I had to turn visual I don't like to lose it's bad habits All my b**hes loyal and true and all fashion (fashion) My n***as holdin' the juice, they all strappin' Sleepin' on me, hatin me dude I'm straight ga**in' (ga**in') Everything I'm in is luxury (luxury) Them other hoes know they can't f** wit' me (f** wit' me) b**h look me in the face when you stunt on me (stunt on me) Better ask a weak ho try to front on me (front on me) ha-ha Now tell me where that b**h at, that b**h a** All this good food, I'm surprised I ain't get fat Wake up then 'urn up then turn up the sh** fast (fast) I'm coming through with that pistol you better get back, b**h! Ahh! Why you b**hes so pressed for? (for) Open up the gate all I do is press four (four) Got you pissed off ballin' up your fist for (for) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Why these b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Why these b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Wh-why these b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Why these b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Don't make me pull out my pistol If we get rowdy (yeah), all my n***as solve it (yeah) Why you b**hes so pressed for (pressed for) Don't make me pull out my pistol (pull out my pistol) If we got a problem (yeah), all my n***as solve it (yeah) Why you b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Don't make me pull out my pistol (pull out my pistol) Damn! Hop up in my lap, get high (high) Pistol grip pump from my lap at all times (times) Lap at all times, La-Lap at all times Now it's no more drama, it's that Mary J Blige (Blige) Yeah, I'm too high, chinky eyed (eyed) Cherry vans, sweet red, red vine (vine) Closed blinds, n***a you gets no shine It's my party n***a I ain't standin' in line! (Damn!) Why these b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Why these b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Why these b**hes so pressed for? (pressed for) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Wh-why you so pressed for?