Tyga - Like Me lyrics

[Hook] Uh yea b**h I'm balling, b**h I'm balling Bet you n***a, he ain't balling (like me) Yea, b**hes choosing and they calling Cause I'm balling said they wanna f** a n***a (like me) And my n***as paid, they ain't never gotta pay (like me) Yea b**h I'm balling, b**h I'm balling Bet you n***a, he ain't balling (like me) [Verse 1] Uh, tyga strike, rally paint I'm the sh**, b**h let it stink (let it stink) Rinse your eyes with my holy water, I ain't gone take her I know that's his only daughter, n***a whatchu thinkin? This that big bang rapper balling, huh I don't even drink, but she alcoholic Baby sip it 'til it's gone (yea I know it) Uh, cash like coke, b**hes gotta blow it So put your number on this paper, I promise I'll call No, I can't called b**h I'm lying, I don't use my phone, sh** sh** is on silent all day long I don't need no interruption when I'm making you moan Early morn, wake up, then you yawn Breakfast in bed, waffles and a little head, Roscoe's Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling sh** Cause I'm balling, b**h [Hook] [Verse 2] Uh, hotel suite, presidential f** you b**hing what you been through I got two doors homie, one side for my clothes Another side for my big shoes Now that's balling, don't think that's balling? Motherf**er how would you know it, if you've never done it I turned my engine on loud, wake the neighbor, honey Life like chocolate when you getting money Rain, rain dollar bills in my dreams b**hes fighting for me like it's Jerry Spring' But this the Summer, Winter, they falling for me Colder than a c**a cola polo, 7 degrees You know you watch T.V , separate your mind, please If you're the bomb b**h, why you tryna tick with me Remove your top, time to pop She said she like it rough, so I beat it up, p**y punch [Verse 3] King Lazareth, living on that lavish sh** Lose your mind, lose your sense Pay attention, yea you feeling me Fill my cup high as trees, relax feel the breeze All jokes aside, got a mistress on the side If you riding for me then you gone ride or die Ruff Ryder Volume 2 my love If you wanna party, got a party bus Capacity us, full moon, brandy gla** So loosen your Gucci baby, lemme spank that a** Taste so good, blueberry, Raspberry Berry cherry, whip cream on that twat You can applaud that, terminator, I'll be right back Say my name, Tyga man, screaming so loud, like I know you can [Hook] [Outro] Sound so good; make you wanna slap your Momma Young Money, Tyga Tyga, n***a