Potty Mouth

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Ah! Uh, one shot, bomboclat
Bitches jumping on my dick, hopping like it's hopscotch
Booty pop, my bitch don't wear that, she prolly ass shots
I don't give a fuck, I fuck 'em all 'til they pussy ouch
Potty mouth, oochie wally, bang, bang, then I'm out
Once u-fucking-pon a time, had your bitch inside my house
Cooking grits and riding dick, swear she the best chef around
Pop, that pussy, now let me see you Doo Doo Brown
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Tell these bitch niggas it's they time of the month
Time of the month, niggas want beef but I eat that shit
Eat, eat, everything well done (Well done)
Hah, I'm so far in the clouds I can barely hear
All that shit you rocking boy, that was last year
GOAT's here, niggas steer my style like a stopped deer
Pump fear to you bitches heart, Suge without the beard
Haha, man, all these new niggas weird
They all lining up to come and see the last king

[Hook: Tyga]
Oh, I get money, I, I make money
I, I take money, them bitches want it from me
Cause I'm, I'm 'bout whatever, I'm, I'm 'bout whatever
I'm, I'm with whatever, man I do it, do it better
Two-two more shots then I'm out
I'm a muh'fucker and I got a potty mouth, ah
I'm 'bout whatever, man, I'm 'bout whatever
Man, I'm with whatever, man I do it, do it better

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Uh, man, I fucked your dime and now she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Selling bullshit, I don't pay you no mind
But what's your sign? Gemini?
Scorpio, let me fuck from behind
However you want it, baby
Light the blunts, blunts and close your eyes
Real nigga though, real nigga though
Got a freak bitch in the DBI, put me on though
Came in the door, kicked in the door
Waiving the .44, put one, one in your blowhole
(Whew!) Man, your paper thin
You need to take some notes
Niggas steal my lines and say they don't
There go another new quote
I'm fresh off the boat, nigga, let's toast
Young Money real, y'all shit just a hoax
Made a fairy tale, busy on a float
Why would I lie? Forever under oath
I'm, so fucking frustrated with your lady
Get a flight, I send her home, man, my love is oh so tainted
If you fine, you might get diamonds
If you a five, you might get nothing
I'm on my monsters, they from a moshpit
R-r-r-rock you like Nirvana
Uh, man, I be off Patron like it's a holiday
Fucking with them finer things
Pull up on your bitch and say

[Hook: Tyga]
Oh, I get money, I, I make money
I, I take money, them bitches want it from me
Cause I'm, I'm 'bout whatever, I'm, I'm 'bout whatever
I'm, I'm with whatever, man I do it, do it better
Two-two more shots then I'm out-out
I'm a muh'fucker and I got a potty mouth-mouth
I'm 'bout whatever, man, I'm 'bout whatever
Man, I'm with whatever, man I do it, do it better

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Ah, man, I fucked your dime, still in my prime
Young D, I'm freshest nigga on the line
Better man up, it's about to go do-down
Leave you with jaw-dropped, face on the gr-ground
Let the rain fill the moats round my kingdom, carved in the cement
Star, pledge allegiance, I'ma let you leave em screaming
Screaming, screaming, dr-dreaming just to get by-by
Girl you so fly-fly, why you so high-high?
Two-two more shots then I'm out
I'm a m-muh'fuckin p-potty mouth
Hah, I'm 'bout whatever, uh, I'm 'bout whatever
Uh, I'm 'bout whatever, man, I do it, do it better
Hah, a-all bad bitches in my house
I'm a motherfucker, fuck her then I kick her out-out
I'm 'bout whatever, uh, I'm 'bout whatever
Uh, I'm 'bout whatever, man, I do it, do it better, hah!

[Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]
Cannibal, I eat you raw meat, I'm raw with beats
So scavenger with it, nigga look like Jaws with feet
You don't want it, bitch!
Y'all niggas know I get gully, what you want?
Listen close, y'all don't hear how the beat get ugly
When a motherfucker come through?
Excuse me, bitch! Please let me kill it just a little bit
And let a nigga do what he do
That movie shit, that Tec make a niggas wanna vomit spit
You niggas already knew (hoo hoo hoo)
See keep on fronting niggas then I'm lighting up another city
Got 'em fighting 'til they get to biting then we getting gritty
See the time and now a nigga climbing up another milli
Then we shining 'til a nigga blind them up until it kills me
Forth and back
I'ma digest a nigga 'til I throw up on the track
Then I'ma dissect a nigga 'til I pop off
Like we in the Wild West when I finished giving you the crack
(What?!) If you ain't knew I'm in route
To the crib just to park the Bugatti at the house
Sitting big, one of my bitches done really turn her out now
Still everyone know I got a potty mouth now
Shit, they got me doing it again
Back to bodying the things and lots of screwing other women
You can never stop the shit that I be doing and the way we moving
Get it popping, never stopping, kill em in the end now
Then I'ma get 'em to the point
When I got 'em all open, handling my business with em, ha!
Trust me, you don't wanna start cause you know it's torture!
Every single minute 'til I finish with 'em
And I knock shit down
Every time I come and then I lock shit down
Tell the commonplace niggas better drop that crown
Ever here, 'fore I gotta pop you clowns and I go erase niggas!