Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Familiar, artist - Ty Dolla $ign. Album song Beach House EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.01.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Familiar |
That girl looked familiar |
Real recognize real, that’s familiar |
I be ridin' the whip that ain’t familiar |
Getting to the money, that’s familiar |
Ohhh that’s familiar |
That can’t be yo girl, she familiar |
If you ain’t real we don’t feel ya |
Say my name to these hoes, that’s familiar |
Say my name to these hoes, that’s familiar |
My name in these streets, that’s familiar |
Got so many hoes I can’t remember |
Young rich nigga with a temper |
Double cup full of Act, I be poured up |
In the club, and my second chunk up |
They know me so they showin love |
These ho niggas get no love |
We goin up like every night |
I fuck a bitch on every flight |
But a bad bitch getting threesomes |
I said OK, I’ll marry ya |
Yea, she know that I’m that nigga |
And if they say yo name ain’t that familiar? |
That girl looked familiar |
Real recognize real, that’s familiar |
I be ridin' the whip that ain’t familiar |
Getting to the money, that’s familiar |
Ohhh that’s familiar |
That can’t be yo girl, she familiar |
If you ain’t real we don’t feel ya |
Say my name to these hoes, that’s familiar |
Icy slopes, groupies on a boat, seen that before |
Saint Laurent, mixin uniqlo, I know that ain’t yo ho (Straight up) |
But goddamn it, I’m so outlandish (I'm flooded) |
I’m feeding all my niggas, and that bill is all outstanding |
Just Lil John 'cause he chasin what’s familiar |
Had no car and they come scoop me in that rental |
Times are simple, now bitches comin andale, andale (Straight up) |
I’m passin out state to state |
Everyday my birthday (La Flame) |
I’m pilin up, cake to cake |
I’m a snort addict, whore addict |
And I’m a porn star attraction |
This feel like the all star game |
That’s Sylvester Stallone action |
I need 2 Mrs. Jacksons (La Flame) |
A full pack of Magnums |
You ran a train, I ran er out |
You took her took out, we see you out (Goddamn!) |
That girl looked familiar |
Real recognize real, that’s familiar |
I be ridin' the whip that ain’t familiar |
Getting to the money, that’s familiar |
Ohhh that’s familiar |
That can’t be yo girl, she familiar |
If you ain’t real we don’t feel ya |
Say my name to these hoes, that’s familiar |
I see that bitch everywhere, I swear that bitch see things |
I seen that bitch somewhere, I think it was the Heat game |
You know I peeped her feet game, she head up on them red things |
She took me to the back |
Introduced me to her head game (that top) |
Can’t trust these bitches |
I swear these hoes familiar |
She kiss you |
But swallow all my children |
I swear to God, these hoes be fuckin anyone |
I swear to God, these hoes be fuckin anyone |
Real shit, I ain’t worried bout shit cus that money shit I chase it |
Real shit, I ain’t worried bout a bitch cus half of these bitches be basic |
Real shit, I ain’t worried bout shit, in the club, getting wasted |
Real shit, I ain’t worried bout shit, I’m drinkin liquor, no chaser |
That girl looked familiar |
Real recognize real, that’s familiar |
I be ridin' the whip that ain’t familiar |
Getting to the money, that’s familiar |
Ohhh that’s familiar |
That can’t be yo girl, she familiar |
If you ain’t real we don’t feel ya |
Say my name to these hoes, that’s familiar |