• Artist: Tyga f/ Nicki Minaj
• Song Title: Muthafucka Up
• Album: Careless World :Rise Of The Last King

[Tyga]
YMCMB rawest n****s doing it
School for the blind I don't see these n****s doing it
I'm doing it and doing it and doing it well
N****s wanna test me boy who wanna fail
Hit you like a bully b**** yeah saved by the bell
If you scared go to church I'll see you in hell
And your girl she a flip give me heads or tails
Everybody fake so I got real for sale
Gunpowder fill the air
Rappers s***ting on theyself you could smell the fear
And these b****es laying flowers cause the king is near
T Raw this is the new flavor in your ear
N****s softer than baby hair
Why you acting tough heard you work at Build A Bear
I'm a dealer all my girls come in deuce and pairs
I'm in the building I construct so light this motherf***er up
What the funk you beezy's want
I'm ready to hump the car I call it elephunk the trunk in the front
Man she give me good brain till she feel dumb
I just keep going like the bunny till I feel numb
Yeah these b****es want it I put my mans on it
That 110 Supe and that Ferrari Caliornia
N****s want beef call me Tony Romo
You potatoes on the sofa
Lazy motherf***ers why you ain't even try yet
Rich or die trying why you n****s ain't died yet
Wings tattoo yeah forever on some fly s***
And I'm with the business gear ???? with a tie clip
Stay on the flight yeah I'm a trip
Probably up in paradise chilling like Parliaments
Flow got a boner you could say I'm on some harder s***
Bout to make the speaker bust

Mic this motherf***er up

[Nicki Minaj]
Okay really I get money I get money like a b****
She ain't gonna win the war but I swear that b**** a trip
You see how the diamonds get to dancing
Yeah ya money short get some pants and s***
I be with a n**** with a big old d***
Yeah I like them balls you be shooting them bricks
F*** you in the game for
B**** we up three zip and it's game four
Tell em listen couple bad b****es's
Out in Kingston kicking up bricks and s***
Intervention b**** I pay ya pension
Oh you say what I don't pay attention
Yeah these n****s want it I put my b****es on it
You know the tattoo's got Nicki initials on it
I put the p****on em cook em a pot roast
Then pull off in the Ghost b**** I do the most

|Tyga|
What the funk you beezy's want it ain't your turn
Better have my money friday like Big Worm
Can't see you n****s you like a little germ
B****es know I'm excellent like Mr. Burns
See my d*** like butter churn baby churn
And ya girl with me fo sure that ain't your concern
She forgot about her man she will never learn
On a mic till I die RIP chick huh
Yes sir colder than the Pittsburgh winter
Fresher than a Will Smith t-shirt
These spurts coming through last king and a hearse
Ask later shoot first got shooters like ????
When it hurts leave you losers bruised up
Bruce Lee nun-chucks tore from the floor up though
Don't duck rubber duck now you like oh shucks
Tell the neighbors I don't give a f***

Mic this motherf***er up