1. Home
  2. Tyga
  3. Master Suite

Master Suite

Tyga

Explicit
Fire flow, let me fascinate Put python seats, Jake the snake I rock Bape, that bathin' grape You fake the Bape, that's pump fake I ball on turf, that's Chevy Chase That's Caddyshack, don't be actin' shady Lash out on the owner, nigga Don't be harassin' my shorty, nigga Borin' niggas, don't be borin', niggas I'm the swag god in the holy temples Spend sixty-five K on my dental Got the ripped denim, black card in 'em Three-car garage, black cars in 'em Need more space to put the Rolls in it Rollin' blunts for the fuck of it I'm already high, I'm just talkin' shit Shit on niggas like an eagle do Give that bitch a break like an interlude Bought a parachute, eatin' barracuda I'm a barbarian, rude nigga With a ghetto gang and some pretty bitches Walk on Jimmy Kimmel with some real killers Real niggas, Tommy Hilfiger This tommy-gun, my real hitta Young nigga chillin' in the master suite Ask me where I used to sleep In the car parked on the street Ask me what I used to eat Mcdonalds, like twice a week Now I get served in my master suite Just watched my bitch masturbate Shit's milk, and it's sweet, nigga Niggas sweet, I'm the candyman Here I go again, can't get rid of me I'm on Sunset, now I'm overseas Lost the Lambo key, I just ordered three Mickey Ds, played the sixty-two Red and yellow like Ronald do I'm hard to break like a Rondo Two Don't weigh a lot but I'll take your food Face to face, she give me face 'Til her face's blue like hunnits, new Spend ten K at Mr. Chows My mama proud, these niggas bow That's Tyga's style, you stole my style You a hidden dragon, crouchin' tiger-style Jungle shit, my niggas wild You a bitch, thinkin' out loud I'm gamblin', my diamonds loud My Rollie face original Look on your face like, nigga how I came from nothin', had dreams of stuntin' Never owned a Porsche, so yeah, I want it Just to say I had it, now you can have it Fuck y'all, I'm just livin' lavish Rather die that nigga than to live average Young nigga chillin' in the master suite Ask me where I used to sleep In the car parked on the street Ask me what I used to eat Mcdonalds, like twice a week Now I get served in my master suite Just watched my bitch masturbate Shit's milk, and it's sweet, nigga Young nigga chillin' in the master suite Ask me where I used to sleep In the car parked on the street Ask me what I used to eat Mcdonalds, like twice a week Now I get served in my master suite Just watched my bitch masturbate Shit's milk, and it's sweet, nigga Real niggas in my family tree Rich niggas in my family tree, nigga Bad bitches in my fantasies That p***y good, and it's clean, nigga Shit's milk, and it's sweet Me and my bitch beauty and the beast She a masterpiece Young nigga chillin' in my master suite (Young nigga) (Young nigga) (Young nigga) (Young nigga) (Chillin' in my master suite) --- Master Suite - Tyga

Share it


※ Songwriter

Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson

https://onlyrics.co/en/tyga/master-suite?lang=en

Submitted on November 3, 2022 by Anonymous

Comments

You need to be logged in to write a comment. Please login or register to continue.
Tyga
The best of
Tyga

Release Name or Album Name

Fuk Wat They Talkin Bout

Record Label

Last Kings Music

Release Date

August 24, 2015

Language

language English

Artist

• Tyga

Spotify

Listen song in spotify service

Words

Most Popular Words in Songs

week just don't niggas what masturbate parked master where that's face shit's suite sweet real sleep that shit twice bitch nigga chillin' mcdonalds it's street milk watched like served used young

Analysis

Analytics audio from this song