Tyga - Fight Night (Remix) lyrics

[Intro:] If you know me know this ain't my feng shui Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume Talking crazy, I pull up andele R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate Public Service Announcement Where all my rich n***as at man? MIGO! [Hook: Takeoff] Broke n***as stand to the left My rich n***as stand to the right Lil' mamma, she keep looking at me (lil' mama!) Im'a knock the p**y out like fight night Hit it with the left, hit with the right Im'a knock the p**y out like fight night Beat it with the left, beat it with the right Im'a knock the p**y out like fight night [Verse 1: Tyga] Pack the p**y out, Pacquiao Put a p**y in his place, throw it like a paper route p**y on a stand, my b**h'll never testify We ain't never vibe, like the mag it's all blurred lines Who the f** wanted p**y? Punch you in your good eye Go the all time, role with me then it's genocide Poor b**hes down to ride, big booty, tender lines All whip, they never lies (?) I pastor, I'm the reverend now Young Jones, Spike Lee with this king sh** Tap the face, Mike Tyson, real Tyga in the crib sh**, sitting on sixes, I started this king sh** This the motherf**in' thanks I get? b**h [Hook:] [Bridge:] If you know me know this ain't my feng shui Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume Talking crazy, I pull up andele R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate [Verse 2: Takeoff] If you know me know this ain't my feng shui Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume Talking crazy, I pull up andele R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate Pocket rocket fire, watch him disintegrate It's a truckload coming on the interstate Sirloin steak all on my dinner plate Your main b**h say she wanna make a s** tape Rich n***a, I could never be a broke n***a (rich n***a) Broke n***as I can never get along with them! Always been hated since a little n***a (always) It's forever p**y n***a gotta deal with it (rich n***a!) [Hook:] [Verse 3: Quavo] Float like a bu*terly, sting like a bee Rumble young n***a rumble! Lil' mamma want a n***a like me in the sheets Ice cube knock it out like Deebo Now who's that talking that gangsta sh**? Somebody gonna kick your a** When I walk up in the club I better make a thunderstorm Let them know that this a whole lot of cash Rich n***as on the right all night (rich n***a) Broke n***as to the left by yourself (brokanese) Now who the hell just said that the roof on fire? Call 911 like Wyclef [Hook:]