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Tyga & Dj Drama – Antibody Lyrics

Antibody Lyrics – Tyga

Well Done Fever
Enrgy made this one
T-Raw
(Well Done, motherfucker)
DJ Drama

How ’bout I dance in the pussy, hit the running man
I cum on her pussy fucking up her spray tan
I work and sweat the pussy out, need a head band
I’m going T-Raw, skinny nigga, big bands
Happy birthday bitch, I’m the cake man
Don’t give that good pussy away to a waste man
Back-back that ass up, I got ten bands
Ooh, she fuck a boss, not a middle man
Need a thirty inch [?] the ass fat
A [?] keep that body in tact
Light skin but I fuck her when it’s pitch black
She gon’ make her old nigga have a heart attack
Bombs over Baghdad in the strip club
In Miami at 11, man they show me love
In the corner with a Instagram modeler
Twenty thousand ones, DJ hit the red alert

I can’t fuck with a bitch with weak body
I need ass and tits on Bugatti
Good girl, when she drunk she’s super thotty
“Bitch, wear your mask,” she said she antibody

Wipe off your lips, stop kissing everybody
Shake that ass like Megan, you a hottie
She work the stick like the Energizer bunny
I never met a bitch that never wants some money
Ayy dog look at me, I’m the shit, you a flea
Dog I eat my competition like pedigree
Green beans, collard greens, mac and cheese
You ever met a nigga with a soul like me
High priest, bow down, pray to me
She playing with my balls like it’s tennis, like it’s [?]
Rough like Eve (Ruff Ryder), snake lowkey
Foreign bitch, foreign [?], foreign keys
I go super highy-high, keep [?]
Told my old bitch that I’d never leave
But I found out I’m more in love with me
Ayy, ayy, pack the pussy up
Champagne cork, pop the pussy up
Bear hug on the pussy, show the pussy love
All the women in my section when I’m in the club

I can’t fuck with a bitch with weak body
I need ass and tits on Bugatti
Good girl, when she drunk she’s super thotty
“Bitch, wear your mask,” she said she antibody

We didn’t get this far by accident
But you know this by now
Well Done Fever