Tyga - Taste

^FmSlide on a pimp game with my pinky rang Lotta gang, lotta bitches, and a icy chain ^CmWhy you claim that you rich? That's a false claim I be straight to the whip, no baggage claim ^FmWhole lotta styles, can't even pronounce the name You don't even got no style, see you on my Instagram ^CmI be rockin' it like it's fresh out the pan Only when I'm takin' pics, I'm the middleman ^FmWalk, talk it like a boss, I just lift the hand 3 million cash, call me rain man ^CmMoney like a shower, that's my rain dance And we all in black, like it's gangland ^FmSay the wrong word, you be hangman Watch me stick to your bitch like a spray tan ^CmAw, Mr. 'What Kind Of Car You In?' In the city love my name, nigga I ain't gotta say it

^FmTaste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, she can get a taste ^CmTaste, taste, fuck what a nigga say It's all the same, like Mary-Kate ^FmTaste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, let you get a taste ^CmTaste, taste, do you love the taste? Yeah that's cool but he ain't like me

^FmLotta girls like me, niggas wanna fight me Nigga get yo ass checked like a fuckin' Nike ^CmMe not icey, that's unlikely And she gon' suck me like a fuckin' Hi-C ^FmAw, chains on the neck for the whole team And I feel like Gucci with the ice cream ^CmAnd my bitch want the Fenty, not the Maybelline I'm the black JB the way these bitches scream ^FmMake these bitches scream Pretty little thing ^CmLike my nigga A.E, say, yadadamean

^FmTaste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, she can get a taste ^CmTaste, taste, fuck what a nigga say It's all the same, like Mary-Kate ^FmTaste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, let you get a taste ^CmTaste, taste, do you love the taste? Yeah that's cool

^FmYeah, I'ma put the drip on the plate (drip, drip) Diamond ice-glazed, niggas imitate (ice, ice) ^CmAye, aye feed me grapes Maybach with the drac' (grape) Slow pace in the Wraith, got this shit from bae ^FmDiamonds up to par, the cookie hittin' hard (hard) The Rari sit in park, I'm at it, on Mars (Mars) ^CmShotgun shells, we gon' always hit the target (blaow) Popcorn bitch shell poppin' out the cartridge (pop it) ^Fm3400 Nawfside, Charles Barkley 4-8-8, Ferrari ^CmMake her get on top of me and ride me like a Harley She wanna keep me company and never want depart me (no) ^Fm(Depart me) Yeah, fishtail in the parking lot (skrt, skrt) I don't kick it with these niggas 'cause they talk about cha ^CmAnd I got the fire, don't make me spark it out cha Keep it in my back pocket like it's a wallet ^FmLike the way she suck it, suck it like a Jolly (whoa) Stack it up and put it with the whole project (racks) ^CmAnd she got the Patek on water moccasin I'm rich in real life, I get that profit, copy

^FmTaste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, let you get a taste ^CmTaste, taste, do you love the taste? Yeah, that's cool, but he ain't like me

^FmTaste, taste, LA you can get a taste Taste, taste, Miami you can get a taste ^CmTaste, taste, Oakland you can get a taste Taste, taste, New York do you love the taste? ^FmTaste, taste, Chi-Town you can get a taste Taste, taste, Houston you can get a taste ^CmTaste, taste, Portland you can get a taste Taste, taste, overseas let them bitches taste ^FmTaste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, she can get a taste ^CmTaste, taste, do you love the taste? Taste, taste, worldwide they gon' get a taste