Taste歌詞

Taste - Tyga/Offset
Tu tu tu
DA
Hoo hoo yeah yeah
Tu tu tu yeah yeah
Tuu tuu hoo
Slide on a pimp game with my pinky ring
Lotta gang lotta b***hes and a icy chain
Why you claim that you rich that's a false claim
I be straight to the whip no baggage claim
Whole lotta styles can't even pronounce the name
You don't even got no style see you on my Instagram
I be rockin' it like it's fresh out the pan
Only when I'm takin' pics I'm the middleman
Walk talk it like a boss I just lift the hand
Three million cash call me Rain Man
Money like a shower that's my rain dance
And we all in black like it's Gangland
Say the wrong word you be hangman
Watch me stick to your b***h like a spray tan
Aw Mr 'what kind of car you in'
In the city love my name n***a I ain't gotta say it
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste f**k what a n***a say
It's all the same like Mary-Kate
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste let you get a taste
Taste taste do you love the taste
Yeah that's cool but he ain't like me
Lotta girls like me n***as wanna fight me
N***a get yo a*s checked like a f**kin' Nike
Me not icey that's unlikely
And she gon' suck me like a f**kin' hi-C
Aw chains on the neck for the whole team
And I feel like Gucci with the ice cream
And my b***h want the Fenty not the Maybelline
I'm the black JB the way these b***hes scream
Make these b***hes scream
Pretty little thing
Like my n***a AE say yadadamean
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste f**k what a n***a say
It's all the same like Mary-Kate
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste let you get a taste
Taste taste do you love the taste
Yeah that's cool
Hustle
Yeah I'ma put the drip on the plate drip drip
Diamond ice-glazed n***as imitate ice ice
Aye aye feed me grapes Maybach with the drac' grape
Slow pace in the Wraith got this s**t from bae
Diamonds up to par the cookie hittin' hard hard
The Rari sit in park I'm at it on Mars Mars
Shotgun shells we gon' always hit the target blaow
Popcorn b***h shell poppin' out the cartridge pop it
3400 Nawfside Charles Barkley
4-8-8 Ferrari
Make her get on top of me and ride me
Like a Harley
She wanna keep me company and never want depart me no
Depart me yeah fishtail in the parking lot skrt skrt
I don't kick it with these n***as 'cause they talk about 'cha
And I got the fire don't make me spark it out 'cha
Yeah keep it in my back pocket like it's a wallet
Ho
Like the way she suck it suck it like a Jolly whoa
Stack it up and put it with the whole project racks
And she got the Patek on water moccasin
I'm rich in real life I get that profit copy
Ho
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste let you get a taste
Taste taste do you love the taste
Yeah that's cool but he ain't like me
Taste taste LA you can get a taste
Taste taste Miami you can get a taste
Taste taste Oakland you can get a taste
Taste taste New York do you love the taste
Taste taste Chi-Town you can get a taste
Taste taste Houston you can get a taste
Taste taste Portland you can get a taste
Taste taste overseas let them b***hes taste
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste do you love the taste
Taste taste worldwide they gon' get a taste
Hoo hoo yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Hoo hoo
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Hoo hoo