Well Done

[Hook: Tyga] Tell these bitches, I'm the man Money over bitches, nigga that’s the plan Everything I do Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done Nigga say they ballin' they in the stands If it ain’t 'bout business don’t shake my hand Everything I do Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done [Verse 1: Tyga] Pop Up Motha Fucking man Walk up clear the way its the ambulance Fire truck; get to the fire in advance Pop flow, I just, I just gave the track a tan… Ain’t a damn thang, we popping champagne Girls say they choose they rootin for the other team I put her in the Vibe, like the magazine You see us raining hundreds cash is the cream And cream get the money, and money make her scream Nothing personal, it was just a quick fling But now I’m back to me, paper off the shelf, bitch She, just wanna get drunk, get fucked, taste dick Maybe make a new friend, get in benz with him This ain’t no simple life, you dancing with a star, bitch Yeah, yeah! So keep my spot light bright Cause I’m a be in it all night [Hook: Tyga] Tell these bitches, I'm the man Money over bitches, nigga that’s the plan Everything I do Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done Nigga say they ballin' they in the stands If it ain’t 'bout business don’t shake my hand Everything I do Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done [Verse 2: Tyga] All about my paper, ain't another feeling greater Came up like elevators, now I ball like a laker They like my freestyle, but they gonna have to pay me Candy red maro tell that bitch its now or later Six speed brand new cars smell flavor Look up in the sky, thank God that we major There’s cash to be made, world full of danger So we’re gonna count it underneath the table, it'll be safer Ace paid in full all hundreds big jewels Stones kinda heavy, slick rick the rule Godly god, I’m nawrly man, the rawest in the group see me party out the roof son flyer in the coupe She love it cause the feeling, fucking on the million Flying you in the morning right now, we chilling Stuck in the moment, then she back to her life I’m back to the money, cause money my life [Hook: Tyga] Tell these bitches, I'm the man Money over bitches, nigga that’s the plan Everything I do Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done Nigga say they ballin' they in the stands If it ain’t 'bout business don’t shake my hand Everything I do Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done Weh, weh, weh, weh, well done