Tyga Clique F kn Problem – Remix

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

I ball out like San Diego Padres

TGIF, thank God, it’s Friday

Smokey Friday, so high, might fly away

Competition small so I live big like Tom Hanks

Big bank, 22, nigga don’t believe in King

Tried everything from selling weed to counterfeits

Counter clockwise, clock wise, now we countin’ hits

Super freak bitches, made a milly off a porno flick

Good nigga, clean dick, fuck her right, she call again

I ain’t got no time for modellin’, show up lookin’ how your pictures is

Bitch, no call to niggas but we at the Ritz

Super duper fly nigga so they rub me for a flick

Get it? Flick, flick, choppers on the hip

Make a band chopper drum clip, I’m T.I. with this

Too iLL to re-heal or fix, sun a nigga

Eclipse-lotter 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 tiast to the rose I drive in, you can live in

She give me click in my clique, hold up bidness

I, got a fuckin’ prollem, babi on me like a toddler

Keep my phone on silent

Vibrate, make that ass shake like a violent

Colledge girls, homie, why you press like Dylan?

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 tryna wait

Ok, DC, Maryland, them phones, they be wearin’ them

Shout out my nigga Wale, we be fly like a terrorist

Get money like inheritance, that pussy I’ma 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

Stack 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 and down

Cause I’m the nigga, that 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

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

Ha, they say Tyga only got like one hit

Shit, at least a nigga got a hit

Banana make her pussy split, porn star, loose lips

Ain’t no room in my circle like a hula hoop is, bitch