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Video: Faded Tyga feat. Lil Wayne

May 7, 2012Royal Radio Leave a comment

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Al Pacino Bun B though as I load the guap Man these n-ggas say I’m fly but to her I’m God [Hook] I’m faded faded faded My n-gga I’m faded faded faded (x7) And I don’t give a f-ck [Tyga] F-ck is up au-au-automatic reload Flyer than a f-ck-ng beatle bang her like Cincinatti Above average called the b-tch Lassy Young savvy can’t beat it cause I’m all ’bout my bucks Use the butt up in the front d-ck up in her cunt And I put it in her hole Dan Marino She wanna be the one done the p-ssy at them I’m Ben Wallace double dare There’s too many b-tches dunk up in your basket Balls in the air f-ck a bitch in a peacoat Carlito f-ck her to my own single Break a bitch hard f-fly like I’m Aladdin They bend backwards give a n-gga Beiber fever Real f-ck-ng hot give me top top higher than a tube sock You a bop hole in one I had to stick my thumb in I asked one time I killed it I’m f-ckin’ Miss Piggy Loaded like a semi I’m serious join it Tunechi leave you in the cement Don’t believe it Magic Johnson My mutherf-cking doctor mourned it Read more: http://www.killerhiphop.com/tyga-faded-lyrics-lil-wayne/#ixzz1uC8gAC2O n-gga’s stomping in my Chucks Yeah I make it rain dear no future Miss Cleo Snap back no games now I am a pill popper Faded like skinnys Pimp C pregnant bitch tities Bringing home the bacon punechi put it in park Take a shot putt putt Ergggh Super McNasty R.I.P though I goes deep in that p-ssy said I need a doctor So I called house Scarface semi naked pictures She knows my d-ck she call it nigga Richard Prior to me coming she wish she never had me Treat her like a dog she won’t get a penny Milking this shit smell my finger make you vomit Flyer than a hornet stripe like a f-cking adidas The gun Selena that what she call it Flag Scarlett the shoe fit I worn it She tried to jack me off there go that monster Abracadabra This ain’t no beer [Hook] [Lil' Wayne] Mama Why these n-ggas wanna stare Pat Ron up in here why you McLovin When the b-tch call me daddy Pimp no caddy you can’t beat ‘em Vampire f-ck up your evening I pop up and eat lunch Young Money we winning I told her if I change Young Nino

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