Tyga - Coconut Juice (Remix) (feat. Lil Wayne & Rich Boy) | Текст песни

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• Coconut Juice (Remix) (feat. Lil Wayne & Rich Boy)

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Twist it all up, remix baby

I'm,
About to go dum
I'm about to go dumb, like Fred Sanford's son
Ah I'm, I'm about to go coconuts
And when it comes to money man, I'm about to go Oprah
And you ain't got go over us
Cause we ain't never runnin
So you better get back like we ain't never bunt
Yeah, I put the lime in the open blunt
And twist it all up baby I'm not the sober one
I'm from the jungle where the lion ate the cobra
And I get money, gotta no money phobia
Uh-hauh, Tiga, Tiga what a do
Man, we are flyer than the pigeon in the crew
Man, I am hotter than a niga in a suit
In the middle of the summer, and I bang like a drummer
Waynes that nucker, holla at ya gualla,
Make the money chase the shadow, call it dollar after dollar

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Twist it all up, twist it all up

Coconut juice got me real loose
Like, got me leaning 3 thousand proof like
Coconut juice all on the dance FLOOR
Fellas let your ladies GO ladies let your Fellas

GO, in low no introduction
WAIT, was that an introduction?
Fo-foget it, I stu-stu-stu-stutter just so you can get it
My diamonds so bright, I get picture tickets to tit it
No, I'm loin
Right here the Tyga, no Lion
Tyga stoned, humanater, a buteroll tale
You do this slow,
Smokings on me, don't touch me, still blow
Cause she won't be missed like bitten more than 3 blows
Uh uh, It's the cheap coal from morcenos
And I'm in the game, but my fame on the d-low
Me no, speak no, broke money englush
Loyal I'll be forever in a lake like seaglus
Jeasus, couldn't even save me from the visa
So I keep ha, historic names in my James
Ben Frank, name tag be Tyga man
Oh, you mad cause the chase, stylin' with straight Tyga man

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Twist it all up, twist it all up

I'm a get some flames over the horn of artagra
Bitch ain't a buff, until you have a whole sale
I'll take the coconut juice and mix it with a old goose
Hutchy hoot-a-hoot fryin' some Russian red cooc
My livin' atm, wishin' my xxxx money grain
I should have baught and office, I went and baught a ring
Instead I ride dirty, said I shoulda baught the ring
Instead of coconut juice it I mixed it with the lean
Aka, the rich one, cartier the benjman
If you ain't a bitch, why the xxxx you ain't that femanin'
When I twisted it up, she licked it up, the whole coconut
That's it, the whole coconut

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Twist it all up, twist it all up

Everybody in the party
Hold your cup high move your body
If you twist it scream it loudly!

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey


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