Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Remember (feat. The Game, Future), artist - Tyga. Album song Well Done 3 & 4, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.11.2014
Record label: Mix Up
Song language: English
I Remember (feat. The Game, Future) |
It’s been a long damn time since a nig*a sold dope |
But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember |
Baking soda and a Triple Beam, I remember |
Loaded fully auto-magazine, I remember |
I done f*cked so many b*tches that I can’t remember names, but if you |
Put that pu*sy right up in my face, I remember, the way she put it down |
On the flo', I remember, the way she bring it down on the pole, I remember |
Pop the pus*y don’t play with it, I don’t care if Kayne hit it |
I don’t care if Jay hit it, I’mma eat it up and I’mma lay wit' it |
We shot a choppa' at the gun range, got stupid cars, got dumb change |
Red bottoms, let the tongue hang, got a off-white Porsche, cum stain |
I’m whippin' work (I remember), Roll up that Purp' (I remember) |
Po' up that surp, (I don’t remember) How Tunechi had that purple slushie |
Comin' out that blender |
Got a Keisha, got a Ronda, got a Neisha, got a Tanya, got a Teisha |
And had a Honda, and I eat her Anaconda |
Got condomds in that condo, got kush greener than Rondo |
Still hit me up for that blow, You already know |
It’s been a long damn time since a nig*a sold dope |
But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember |
Baking soda and a Triple Beam, I remember |
Loaded fully auto-magazine, I remember |
I done f*cked so many b*tches that I can’t remember names, but if you |
Put that pu*sy right up in my face, I remember, the way she put it down |
On the flo', I remember, the way she bring it down on the pole, I remember |
Got a Rolls Royce, got a black Benz, Got a bad b*tch, with some bad friends |
She bring em' through and I f*ck them, but I don’t f*ck with them in public |
Got random b*tches just walkin' up, they be like «Do you remember us?» |
She show me that tat, on her a*s, and I be like «I remember» |
Chop it up, like a blender, I f*ck then I befriend her |
Got a red b*tch call her Ginger, A*s and Cash on my agenda |
You buy the b*tch, we rent her, she took the cash and I sent her |
That pus*y prolly' so tight, callin that sh*t 'Illegal Tender' |
(Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up), That’s a young nig*a dinner |
Fish eyes to a f*ckin' Lion, that’s Visene, ni*ga never cry |
We the young ni*gas wild’n out, talkin' sh*t to ni*gas that’s 35 |
Yo daughter pull in my driveway, I smash that in overdrive |
It’s been a long damn time since a nig*a sold dope |
But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember |
Baking soda and a Triple Beam, I remember |
Loaded fully auto-magazine, I remember |
I done f*cked so many b*tches that I can’t remember names, but if you |
Put that pu*sy right up in my face, I remember, the way she put it down |
On the flo', I remember, the way she bring it down on the pole, I remember |