Celebration Lyrics - Tyga

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, 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 

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 gonna make it rain, we ain't tripping off the weather 

Work day suit removed (?) 

Jay baby baby let me put you on game 

I got that crazy crazy eye drive you insane 

Every play ten chains make these niggas know my name 

T-Raw, young star, Gringo 

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 your home girl don't know 

Won't hurt her so girl let go 

They say they ain't tricking nigga got it 

But we ain't tricking anything and we got it, so 

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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, 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 

Gone 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 high 

It ain't tricking nigga got it 

But we ain't tricking anything and we got it, so 

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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, 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, 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