Tyga - Throw It Back lyrics

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Tyga - Throw It Back lyrics

[Chorus:] Imma throw throw a couple bands she throw it right back Pick it up took it to the plug we got the whole sack [x2] Skrr skrr skrr pull up in the foreign 12 racks pick it up took it to the plug we got the whole sack Ima throw throw a couple bands she throw it right back Pick it up took it to the plug we got the whole sack [x2] [Verse 1:] Pulling up with about a couple of b**hes a couple of b**hes Twenty two bands and I'm dressed in all black looking suspicious Jump in the pool, all white like a poodle I'm gucci you boo boo gun in my shoe. I just might shoot you I'm crazy I'm coo coo n***a got racks on the couch I just might steal a whole house I just might take my main b**hes Hide the pistols in your blouse. We got them heaters we coming for you Then beat the case up like we running home I'm bringing a packet from California We'll shoot your weak a** and the call your lawyers I got the [X6] Juice n***a spitting on p**y a** n***as like I'm missing tooth n***a Bring me the packs flip it it turns into racks n***a like me tryna stack up my stack till my wallet gets fat Fat like Monique, all of my n***as got heat No thanksgiving but all of my n***as gon eat I got my [x4] bands up falling like birds bullets dancing like this [Chorus:] [Verse 2:] Kush from new orleans, got a plug on the border n***a overseas if he ain't got it he get deported kickin the dope Aim at your ho take all the dough I'm tryna buy me a boat I'm tryna buy me a whole b**h f** around and empty out the whole clip f** around and came with the whole pack we just tryna find where the hoes at They call me Tony Montana they say my kush make them feel like it's coke I got a ho thats gon strip out her clothes weed so strong feeling like i'm selling hope I got my swagger back i'm giving these hoes heart attacks I just might double that I just might tackle that stomp yo a** out like i'm the trap I got that [x4] fenes be feneing for. Like i'm in the desert ima jump on that camel toe Pistol at your throat wet your tee up no back stroke All of all of my n***as gon eat like a fat ho [Chorus:]