Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Love T-Raww , by - Tyga. Song from the album 187, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.04.2014
Record label: Harlem king entertainment
Song language: English
Love T-Raww |
| I don’t f*ck with nobody, about me |
| I don’t f*ck with nobody, about me |
| I don’t f*ck with nobody, about me |
| I don’t f*ck with nobody, about me |
| I don’t f*ck with nobody… |
| These b*tches love T Raww |
| Hatin,' need machine guns |
| All these nig*as they broke boys |
| And I push a Rolls Royce |
| Nig*as they don’t like me |
| I heard ni*gas they don’t like me |
| Man these bitches love T Raww |
| Only trust my Nina |
| King sh*t with my feet up |
| Kill a nigga with my song, but |
| Nig*as they don’t like me |
| I heard ni*gas they don’t like me |
| Man these b*tches love T Raww |
| Ridin' ‘round no plates |
| Schemin' tryin' to get paid |
| Lookin' for a f*ck date |
| Men lie, women lie |
| But not the numbers I make |
| Load up that Wild Boy |
| Call it MGK |
| Mind gone, don’t f*ck with me |
| Countin' dorms in the Middle East |
| 38, Silence of the Lambs |
| Hello Clarice |
| My life need a DVD |
| Bags of money like the Money Team |
| Dress b*tches in all black |
| You could call them BET |
| These hoes in competition |
| Competing for a seat in VIP |
| These nig*as claimin' they poppin' bottles |
| They just holdin' that sparkle thing |
| Wrist on, I had a dream |
| Martin Luther I must’ve seen |
| Mixtape, mix ya body with tape |
| That’s what that green’ll bring |
| These b*tches love T Raww |
| Hatin,' need machine guns |
| All these nig*as they broke boys |
| And I push a Rolls Royce |
| Nig*as they don’t like me |
| I heard ni*gas they don’t like me |
| Man these bitches love T Raww |
| Only trust my Nina |
| King sh*t with my feet up |
| Kill a nigga with my song, but |
| Nig*as they don’t like me |
| I heard ni*gas they don’t like me |
| Man these b*tches love T Raww |
| Off season, no time to play |
| Nighttime, my time of day |
| I hustle hard like Ace and Wayne |
| Two shifts, I’mma need a raise |
| Carpool, stay in your lane |
| I’m blowin' up, that’s propane |
| These hoes want my last name |
| Not sitcom, this the House of Pain |
| No I don’t f*ck with nobody like celibates |
| I ride alone, I die alone |
| She give me head, that’s Tylenol |
| No dialogue, she play her part |
| My life a movie, no script at all |
| I darn say that I did it all, I did it all, so… |
| These b*tches love T Raww |
| Hatin,' need machine guns |
| All these nig*as they broke boys |
| And I push a Rolls Royce |
| Nig*as they don’t like me |
| I heard ni*gas they don’t like me |
| Man these bitches love T Raww |
| Only trust my Nina |
| King sh*t with my feet up |
| Kill a nig*a with my song, but |
| Nig*as they don’t like me |
| I heard ni*gas they don’t like me |
| Man these b*tches love T Raww |