Hello B*tch Lyrics Tyga
Oh, yeah, my *** just walked in
Got a *** named Keisha, she a real *** pleaser
Open up her mouth, she a real *** eater
Fly the *** out, she don’t even got a visa
She suck a *** soul like the *** Grim Reaper
I’ma Mobb Deep her, bust it like speaker
*** in my aura, I ain’t talking about Rita
My lil’ *** Tila, tipsy on tequila
In the strip club, ***, I’m bigger than Bieber
I put two *** in a two seater
My *** talk *** like a *** diva
That’s Nina, R.I.P Tina
It’s a whole lot of money in this ***, call BIA
Yeah, I got *** on the floor
And they scraping every dollar like the *** poor
I give *** hope, I’m the *** pope
Heard your money dried up, man, you *** so soaked (Washed)
Spin cycle, my *** got lipo
Ass like a peach and it’s stacked like a Bible (Bounce that ass)
Young Michael, American Psycho
Got a French ***, make the *** like the Eiffel
Told her keep it real with me
Murdering the ***, straight *** with me
Hundred million later they gon’ deal with me (They gon’ deal)
Cheated on the *** and she still with me (Still, huh)
Man, this *** getting crazy (Crazy)
*** wanna have my baby (Baby)
And I’m *** every shot like the *** army
Nah better yet the Navy
*** try to play me, I go *** Tom Brady
You niggas yes men, and your *** is a maybe
She kissing on girls, and she like it like Katy
Sparkle on my ice and it’s looking like the 80s
Life’s so sweet like a hotel, baby
Yeah, I got it maid like the cleaning lady
Look up the word G-R-E-A-T in the dictionary
You gon’ see a picture of me, ***
Hello, ***
Hello, ***
Hello, ***
Hello, ***
H-hello, ***
H-hello, ***
Hello, ***
Hello, ***