Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Is Like, artist - Tyga. Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
This Is Like |
| All white linen |
| Riding till the sun comes down |
| See that we living like woah-oh-oh |
| This is like riding through the city |
| With the ocean in the background |
| This is like flying in Paris |
| What your girl say now |
| Party down |
| This is like riding through the city |
| With the ocean in the background |
| This is like flying in Paris |
| What your girl say now |
| Party down |
| Uhh, B-side, baby parlay |
| Waterfront top back, coupe with a fade |
| Tonight is ours, paper city, red ruby |
| You looking fine, as beautiful as one could ever be |
| Tires spinning, fast cars, fast women |
| And I just wanna get a night with a happy ending |
| The yacht life, hear the splash, so much class |
| Lift your glass, make a toast, we around the map |
| His and hers, Hermes bags, left the tag |
| All real love shit, with a scrub |
| Chillin' on top, get away, just a flight |
| Living life, this is what it’s like |
| This is like riding through the city |
| With the ocean in the background |
| This is like flying in Paris |
| What your girl say now |
| Party down |
| This is like riding through the city |
| With the ocean in the background |
| This is like flying in Paris |
| What your girl say now |
| Party down |
| Uhh, she’s so relentless, body of a Goddess |
| Gotta take her higher |
| Rain through my window pane, she the fire to my flame |
| Good aim, put your heart where the sky is |
| It’s cold down there but it’s lonely up here |
| The world’s so cold you gonna need a Montclair |
| Don’t mind stare, when I look at you it’s all clear |
| Tryna keep it together and ball like Rothstein |
| 4-Seas, car clean, Harleys |
| I’m from the gold-era, my jewels is Gili |
| A party ain’t a party if it ain’t all night |
| Living life, this is what it’s like |
| This is like riding through the city |
| With the ocean in the background |
| This is like flying in Paris |
| What your girl say now |
| Party down |
| This is like riding through the city |
| With the ocean in the background |
| This is like flying in Paris |
| What your girl say now |
| Party down |
| Like the film that you’ve never seen before |
| Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor |
| This is like love, that you can never get |
| From nobody else, woah-oh-oh |
| This is like woah… |
| This is like woah… |
| This is like woah… |
| This is like… |
| All John Blaze, collar shirts, school days |
| On stage, a hundred thou, two days |
| Looking down on top from where the stars stay |
| Reservoir and back guards in the entry way |
| I’m young and wild and I charm our old mother |
| Invited your young daughter, I’m known across waters |
| Horses in the stable, Ferrari ‘cause I’m able |
| Whole life I’ve been waiting |
| This is like riding through the city |
| With the ocean in the background |
| This is like flying in Paris |
| What your girl say now |
| Party down |
| This is like riding through the city |
| With the ocean in the background |
| This is like flying in Paris |
| What your girl say now |
| Party down |
| This is like riding… |
| This is like flying… |
| This is like love… |