Young Nino, f-ck a b-tch in a peacot Carlito, scarface, al pacino Bun B do, p-mp c, arpedo I goes deep in that p-ssy, Dan Marino She wanna be the one, f-ck her to my own single Break a b-tch hard, no future miss cleo Snap back, automatic reload Flyer than a f-ck-ng beatle, you can't beat 'em Vampire f-ck-d up your evening I pop up and eat lunch, leave you in the cement Don't believe it, stripe like a f-ck-ng adidas The gun selena, give a n-gga bieber fever Real f-ck-ng hot, put it in park Take a shot, higher than a tube sock You a bop, give me top top, as I load the guap Men 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 My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded And I don't give a f-ck [Tyga] F-ck is up, n-gga's stomping in my chucks See I make it rain, dear, cause i'm all by my bucks Use the butt up in the front, d-ck up in her cunt And I put her in her hole, holy, one, quat quat Super McNasty, why you McLoving When the b-tch call me daddy Pimp no caddy, she wish she never had me Treat her like a dog, called the b-tch lassy Young savvy, bang her like cincinatti Above average, fly like i'm aladdin They bend backwards, done the p-ssy at them I'm ben wallace, dunk up in your basket Balls in the air, no games, I'm serious, double dare There's too many b-tches, Tyga Faded lyrics found on http://www.SongsLover.com Why these n-ggas wanna stare Pat ron up in here N-gga this ain't no beer [Hook] I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded And I don't give a f-ck [Lil' Wayne] Mama, there go that monster Abracadabra, magic johnson My motherf-ck-ng doctor Said I need a doctor So I called house, Now I am a pill popper Faded like skinnys Young money we winning I told her if a change She won't get a penny Milking that sh-t, pregnant b-tch tities Bringing home the bacon I'm f-ck-ng miss piggy Loaded like a semi, semi naked pictures She knows my d-ck, she call it n-gga rigid Prior to me coming, I had to stick thumb in I asked one time, smell my finger make you vomit Flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit I worn it She tried to j-ck me off, can't beat it, join it Tunechi, punechi that what she call it, Flag scarlett, I killed it, mourned it [Hook] Faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded And I don't give a f-ck" ogg="" m4a=""]