Clique/fuckin Problem

Tyga · Other Songs - Tyga

Ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique,

Clique, clique, clique clique,

I'm T Raww young nigga I'm the shit,

Shit, shit, shit, shit

I said ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique,

Clique, clique, clique clique,

Young money motherfucker we the shit,

I be the shit, we be the shit, I am the shit



[Verse 1]

I ball out like the San Diego Padres

TGIF, thank God it's Friday

Smokey Friday, so high might fly away

Competition's small so I live big like Tom Hanks

Big bang, 22, nigga don't believe in King

Tried everything from sellin' weed to counterfeit

Counterclockwise, clockwise

now we countin' hits

Superfreak bitches made a milli off a porno flick

Good nigga, clean dick

Fuck her right she'll call again

I ain't got time for modelin'

Show up lookin' how your pictures did

Bitch, no call to niggas, but we at the Ritz,

Super duper fly nigga so they bug me for a flick

Get it? Flick, flick, choppers on the hip

Make a band, chop a drum clip, I'm T.I. with this

Too ill to reheal or fix son a nigga eclipse

Hotter than Middle East is, pledge allegiance

A star bitch you the realest, I'm a realist

Father, son, holy spirit

'cause I brought the ghost with me

Let's toast to the Rolls I driven

You could live in

She give me clit and my clique winnin'

Bank murder up in this



[Verse 2]

I got a fuckin' problem

Baby on me like a toddler

Keep my phone on silent

Vibrate, make that ass shake like a violin

College girls on me while you press like Dilan

I been everywhere you niggas ain't

Can't go where your bitch go, got her up late

Make my dick plank, she gon' drink it straight

Rotate, let her friend taste

She from the DMV but I ain't tryin' to wait

DC, Maryland, them phones they be wearin' them

Shout out my nigga Wally be fly like a terrorist

Get money like inheritance

That pussy I'mma wear it out

Yeah we in the strip club,

Blowin' money, air it out

Talkin' big shit

let me show you what I'm talkin' 'bout

Stacks for the freak show

told her bring the circus out

I ain't gettin' married 'cause these hoes

they just go around

Ridin' on the next clique soon as they up in town

Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga

They hold me down if it's drama

And if it's drama, I got that loud

Told my girl, Jeffrey Dahmer, and eat her out

Then I follow, and then I follow, dick in her mouth

They say Tyga only got like one hit

Shit, at least a nigga got a hit

Banana make her pussy split

Pornstar, loose lips,

Ain't no room in my circle like a hula-hoop is

Bitch