| Rap don’t work, I’m a wolverine
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| Nigga’s honey make you desert, wash it down with some liqour
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| Li-lit up, the pill make a bitch turn flipper
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| You so um, all on the bottom of my zipper
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| I Nick trip, got the Cannon on me like Mariah
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| Pinocchio rappers man, all I see is liars (Ahh!)
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| Rough riders, gang niggas, kush buyers
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| Get smashed, Halloween, Mike Myers
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| My religion, plenty women no choirs
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| They call me the royal penis, they’re highness
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| For when they give it up, pour it up, leave it wit' us
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| Eatin' my dust, you bustas dusty still on the bus
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| Truly quick, pick her up or you ain’t bad, you ain’t nothing
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| All my niggas eatin' like the last supper, nigga
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| Uhh! |
| (Ahh!)
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| Why you bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Open up the gate, all I do is press four (press four)
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| Got you pissed off ballin' up your fist for (fist for)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Why these bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Why these bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Wh-why you bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for) (yeah)
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| Why these bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol
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| Uhh!
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol
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| T-Dot that seaside my bitch is official
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| Get rich or take it cause that is a ritual
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| This bitch was talkin' I had to come visual
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| I don’t like to lose it’s bad habits
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| All my bitches loyal and true and no fashion (fashion)
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| My niggas holdin' the juice, they all strappin'
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| Sleepin' on me, hatin me dude I’m straight gassin' (gassin')
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| Everything I’m in is luxury (luxury)
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| Them other hoes know they can’t fuck wit' me (fuck wit' me)
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| Bitch look me in the face when you stunt on me (stunt on me)
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| Better ask a weak ho try to front on me (front on me) ha-ha
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| Now tell me where that bitch at, that bitch ass
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| All this good food, I’m surprised I ain’t get fat
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| Wake up then 'urn up then turn up the shit fast (fast)
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| I’m coming through with that pistol you better get back, bitch!
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| Ahh!
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| Why you bitches so pressed for? |
| (for)
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| Open up the gate all I do is press four (four)
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| Got you pissed off ballin' up your fist for (for)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Why these bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Why these bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Wh-why these bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Why these bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol
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| If we get rowdy (yeah), all my niggas sorry (yeah)
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| Why you bitches so burst for (burst for)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (pull out my pistol)
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| If we got a problem (yeah), all my niggas sorry (yeah)
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| Why you bitches so burst for? |
| (burst for)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (pull out my pistol)
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| Damn!
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| Hop up in my lap, get high (high)
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| Pistol grip pump from my lap at all times (times)
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| Lap at all times, La-Lap at all times
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| Now it’s no more drama, it’s that Mary J Blige (Blige)
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| Yeah, I’m too high, chinky eyed (eyed)
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| Cherry vans, sweet red, red vines (vines)
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| Closed blinds, nigga you gets no shine
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| It’s my party nigga I ain’t standin' in line!
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| Why these bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Why these bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Why these bitches so pressed for? |
| (pressed for)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Don’t make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
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| Wh-why you so pressed for? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pressed , by - Tyga. Song from the album Well Done 4, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп