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.breaktime Lyrics - King Shit - Tyga

It's breaktime these kids is caught like Dateline 

Deep fine abletorate if you dare to take mine 

Jena si we don't give a fuck color us eyes guys 

Women children could see I'm the shrine for the fucking blind 

Vietnam mama ball her son know nuthin but raw 

Whom tattoos the boy choose 

I'm winnin by 4 steps steppin ahead of ya'll 

Cap a don college never was sent to school 

Testin me students never do 

Teach niggas cold then a pair of weather 

Don't worry if it's red or blue 

Green fake shit like tours do 

Passenger grab the damager in case they start askin us 

Managers show manners cause they see me on cameras (nigga) 

Word of mouth tyga travelin tourin the south 

Haters gatherin gossip shit I know nuthin about 

You round cows sittin around I'm milkin yo spouse 

Hey mr. child owners honored to have a rappers smile 

Yiffey yup know a bitch that'll stick a nigga up 

I don't fuck with her seen ya'll in the club huggin dumb 

Dumb what the hell are you on? 

Tomorow yo shit'll be pawned 

Withdrawled credit cards 

All at the salon gettin done up 

My chain look like a muffler 

3d 50gs never tuck it 

Til the g shit happens when you touch it 

Those guys was nuthin 

Put comics in my luggage 

Next to condoms cause I'm like fuck it 

No paws games I'm 19 with lots of bunnies 

Young money my dougy 

Kicks pierre hardy 

I'm rich if you wonderin self rep don't bug me 

Accounts with large amounts you little pocket money 

Car body sylvester color 

I'm somewhat of a son from a different cuttin 

Juice n buttons pussycat tygas comin 

Like shakes off new hummers 

Patience young patrient 

This is now god talkin 

Bought a twin cause niggas ain't close to him 

Potion clone n patron n a sober bitch 

Hopin hopefully ya cloweys them I'm jizzin all over it 

Dope women fuckin position ya ass where my tummy is 

She definitly did put on for her city 

Two smut nasty chick nuthin wrong with frog titties 

Itf right left til I'm outta breath 

In a seth ya neck ya chest 

I'm wreckless with weapons is letters betta speak ya best shit 

Like presidents over ya front ya residents 

Camo vision like predators 

Or cause yo jealosy 

Talkin like you knew GED 

We da new bulls of 93 

Can't defeat young money 

It's breaktime 

 

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[Lil Wayne:] 

But I never take a break 

I never take a break till I see heaven on the gates 

I stick that metal in ya face and now they call you chrome face 

Fuck with me betta bring yo lunch cause it's gon be a long day 

Fuck what ya heard like my dick against yo eardrum 

Swagga so sharp weezy where you get the spear from? 

I could make you the son yo mama never hear from 

Let that tough talk walk and watch how you fear run 

Yah, and fuck the world is my assignment 

And I promise you gon feel me like blind men 

Roll or roll over like front wheel alignment 

Tell the lil rappers don't come near the giant 

Ugh now I'm smellin my self 

Flow sicker than shit where the hell is my health 

Startin to feel like makaveli myself 

Watch I put that muthafuckin mac 11 to ya scelp 

Yes my maybach I swear that bitch a donkey 

Had to get the long body cause the choufer didn't want me 

Muthafucka I'm I'll ho be still 

Greedy that's why my first week I got a mil 

It's young money open the bar 

If they don't know who you is I bet they know who you are 

No kelly just n.o. and l.a. 

We come to fuck shit up like broke levays 

Got a california bitch I swear she a medic 

Sometimes she give me head and just git rid of my headache 

Pull up and shoot like J.J. Reddick 

Put on my boot I think I'm ready 

Which one of you niggas wanna g get it? 

Keepin yo head up but your beheaded uh oh 

Realest is my middle name my heart pump nitrogen 

And I breathe fire betta stand by a hydragen 

Duffle bag big enough to fit the rifle in 

I'll cut yo ass short call me hyphen then 

Yes I'm focused on the figgas fresh 

I'm cool smokin like a cigarette 

It's the president sittin behind the bigger desk 

Secretary with bigger breats 

Handin me bigger checks 

I'm goin at these niggas necks 

Which one of you niggas next 

I put a bullet in yo muthafuckin intelect 

Call me koo koo nest carter 

A wfb and that's for wells fargo 

Bank can't thank I'm on that drank 

Anythang make my mind go blank 

And the judge trynna hit me with everything but the sank 

But I roll saint I can't I ain't 

Breaktime 

 

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