Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Celebration, artist - Tyga. Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Celebration |
| Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up, it’s a fucking celebration |
| Yeah bitches, everything is alright, I propose a toast to the greatest |
| You be get up on this fly shit baby |
| It’s a fucking celebration, bitches |
| Ah ba-ballin' in this bitch cause I’m better |
| Models at my table when they down for whatever |
| It’s a cold world so it’s heat in my leather |
| We-we gonna make it rain, we ain’t tripping off the weather |
| Birthday suit removed, your negligee |
| Baby baby let me put you on game |
| I got that crazy crazy eye drive you insane |
| Every play tint shades, make these niggas know my name |
| T-Raw, young star, Ringo |
| Shining hard every second don’t blink ho |
| If you ain’t sipping and you tripping better drink more |
| Too many dicks on the field trying to get yours |
| What, what your home girl don’t know |
| Won’t hurt her so girl let go |
| They say they ain’t tricking if you got it |
| But we ain’t tricking anything and we got it, so |
| I ain’t gotta do nothing, I ain’t gotta say shit |
| Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up, it’s a fucking celebration |
| Yeah bitches, everything is alright, I propose a toast to the greatest |
| You be get up on this fly shit baby |
| It’s a fucking celebration, bitches |
| Fly, fly niggas do fly thangs |
| Overseas, I can put you on my dream team |
| High king, Tyga-lajuwan 2 rings, yeah we on one |
| We ain’t never done, it’s small fun when you living how we living |
| Big living room, beautiful women |
| Baby take your shoes off, she just trying to kick it |
| Goin down town now, she gonna let me kiss it |
| So good, yep yep, Young Money and we all good |
| All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would |
| If a nigga could, I don’t think he should |
| Getting money, rocking clubs like T. Woods |
| Bright lights like we living in the sky |
| Erybody put your hands up high |
| Yeah it ain’t tricking if you got it |
| But we ain’t tricking anything and we got it |
| I ain’t gotta do nothing, I ain’t gotta say shit |
| Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up, it’s a fucking celebration |
| Yeah bitches, everything is alright, I propose a toast to the greatest |
| You be get up on this fly shit baby |
| It’s a fucking celebration, bitches |
| I ain’t gotta do nothing, I ain’t gotta say shit |
| Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up, it’s a fucking celebration |
| Yeah bitches, everything is alright, I propose a toast to the greatest |
| You be get up on this fly shit baby |
| It’s a fucking celebration, bitches |