Artist/Band:
Tyga
Lyrics for Song: Well Done
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Tyga
[Chorus:]
Go and tell these b*tches, I'm the man
Money over b*tches, n*gga that's the plan
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
N*gga say they ballin' they in the stands
If it ain't 'bout business don't shake my hand
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
[Verse 1:]
Pop up mothaf*cking man
Walk up, clear the way it's the ambulance
Fire truck; get to the fire in advance
Pop flow, I just, I just gave the track a tan,
Ain't a damn thang, we popping champagne
Girls say they choose they rootin' for the other team
I put her in the Vibe, like the magazine
You see us raining hundreds, cash get the cream
And cream get the money, and money make her scream
Nothing personal, it was just a quick fling
But now I'm back to me, paper off the shelf, b*tch
She, just wanna get drunk, get f*cked, taste dick
Maybe make a new friend, get in Benz with him
This it ain't no simple, like you dancing, with a star, b*tch
Yeah, yeah!
So keep my spotlight bright
Cause I'ma be in it all night
[Chorus:]
Go and tell these b*tches, I'm the man
Money over b*tches, n*gga that's the plan
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
N*gga say they ballin' they in the stands
If it ain't 'bout business don't shake my hand
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
[Verse 2:]
All about my paper, ain't another feeling greater
Came up like elevators, now I ball like a Laker
They like my freestyle, but they gonna have to pay me
Candy red 'maro tell that b*tch it's now or later
Six speed brand new cars smell flavor
Look up in the sky, thank God that we major
There's cash to be made, world full of danger
So we're gonna count it underneath the table, it'll be safer
Ace paid in full all hundreds big jewels
Stones kinda heavy, slick rick the rule
Godly god, I'm narly man, the rawest in the group
See me parly out the roof sun-flyin' in the coupe
She love it cause the feeling, f*cking on the million
Flying in the morning right now, we chilling
Stuck in the moment, then she back to her life
I'm back to the money, cause money my life
[Chorus:]
So go and tell these b*tches, I'm the man
Money over b*tches, n*gga that's the plan
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
N*gga say they ballin' they in the stands
If it ain't 'bout business don't shake my hand
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
Everything I do
Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done
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