Palm Trees Lyrics - Tyga

Niggas wanna stop me like the Nazi 

Getting money like Illuminati 

Look up and see the palm trees, fuck everybody 

Palm trees, fuck everybody 

All I see is the money, buried over the struggle 

I know religion got me, too cheap to sell my soul though 

So fuck every commy, palm trees 

Fuck everybody, palm trees 

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Clearly these niggas can't see me like black & white TV 

So pretend that you hear me like Stevie 

Let's call it, leave and fuck you 

We've been discussing our salary 

You chiefin, pass the blunt, 

Pray that you live, have a dissy 

Tires screeching, swerving paparazzi 

I could have relieve in 91 gas from Chevron, Rolls Royce like Heron 

Warrior like play on girls, they like to cling on 

Give em hard dick one time then that boy gone 

I bop Ferrari to my latest songs, H Crown, did 5, glad my nigga made it home 

These bitches fronting, claiming they ain't hoes 

Actin like the single life, the way that go ball all alone 

Alright neighborhood, I feel alone 

8 bedrooms, let my thoughts roam 

And one day king will realize his throne 

When you pop T-Raww, morals in you fairly strong 

I love making that shit that you can sing along 

Getting head while you're high 

That's my way you're getting blown 

Used to talk to these kids through the Styrofoam 

Now we talk for millions on the microphone 

Jewelry cashed back then the zip locked 

No job to them rogue niggas 

Kick rocks, white socks 

Clean nigga, court side, 

Fact not, see you making it rain, nigga that's all you got 

All night, that's what you got 

Fuck with me baby, make sure you leave with a what 

Course you ain't bad, fuck your cash, I pay my tab 

Make you a star in real life, fuck a blog nigga 

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Niggas wanna stop me like the Nazi 

Getting money like Illuminati 

Look up and see the palm trees, fuck everybody 

Palm trees, fuck everybody 

All I see is the money, buried over the struggle 

I know religion got me, too cheap to sell my soul though 

So fuck every commy, palm trees 

Fuck everybody, palm trees