Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hookah, artist - Tyga. Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hookah |
| Baby pass me the hookah |
| Pass me the hookah |
| Pass the hookah |
| Pass the hookah |
| Damn I love this place |
| I’m a rich nigga got chanel on my waist |
| Run up on me playin I’mma aim it at ya face |
| And that go for anybody… anyways |
| I’m a rich blood by the way |
| And I have swag roll it all like a tape |
| Fish scale, yeah I got these bitches on the bait |
| Don’t wanna talk, man I said I need some space |
| My new car get geeked up |
| I just paid a cop, now Im running out of coupes |
| Panoramic top, I’mma put it on the rocks |
| Crawl, walk and hop, got all these bitches shocked |
| Stone molly whiter than my socks |
| I don’t, I don’t wanna talk if it ain’t 'bout guap |
| Clowning you niggas I see you flop |
| I buy pints by the 2 no Pac |
| Rubbin on my chain blowing cloudmatic |
| Smoke something with a G and bend that ass backwards |
| Lay back relax and talk mathematics |
| Later on we test a little sex practice |
| Write my name on the wall |
| Money in the mattress bet she wanna get involved |
| She hopped on the blunt said 'Where the hookah y’all?' |
| I tell her pass back if the shit too strong |
| It’s all set; |
| Mozart art on the blog so wet |
| I got a where I want her and I ain’t done yet |
| Looking at your future baby put down the cigarette |
| Come hop on this kush jet and take flight |
| Tell them bitches 'mmm fuck that' |
| You wanna lay in bed I got a magic carpet for that ass yes |
| I’m also on one |
| Got two Olsen’s on me |
| Big homie |
| Young Thugger Thugger rolling |
| Rolls Royce so shorty |
| Ben Frank baddies in the Benz waggin' |
| You know she want a ride home hop on the band wagon |
| I got the chain saggy |
| You know that life lavish |
| Lifestyles like this gon' need magnums |
| Pass baby |
| Welcome to rich class baby |
| You all Maybelline, with ya new Celine |
| Audemars on lean, cars on sheen |
| You white girl but black girl ghetto fly ting |
| It’s verified, they ain’t on your sea level |
| Watered eyes don’t cry inhale and breath regular |
| My baby on it |
| High at the crack of dawn and |
| Baby shape, figure 8 like Picasso draw ya |
| Oh yes I’m winnin' |
| Bling kingin' |
| Ring blingin' |
| Like like for no reason |
| Let’s get closer, closed in |
| Remove your clothes we close friends |
| Don’t get choked smoking OG Oakland |
| Shout out Oakland |