Tyga - I Remember Lyrics
It’s been a long damn time since the nigger so dope,But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember.Baking soda and a triple B, I remember.Load of fully out of magazine, I remember.Had a fussle in the *****es and I can’t remember a name,But if you put that ***** right up in my face, I remember.Drop that ***** down on the floor, I remember.The way she kept me down on the pole, I remember.Pop the *****, don’t play with it, I don’t care if Kanye hit it,I don’t care if Jay hit it, imma heat it up and imma lay with it.Wish I had a chopper had to go range, got stupid cars, got dumb change.Rear bottoms at the tongue hang, got it off right Porche, come stay.I’m whipping work, I remember.Roll up that purp, I remember.Pole up that circ, I don’t remember,I thought she had that purple slashy coming off that blender.Got to keysh up, got to rand up, got a nisha, got a kanya,Got a teisha and a Honda, and I eat her in her condo.Got condoms in that condo,Got cush greener that roundo,Still hitting off with that blow, you already know.It’s been a long damn time since the nigger so dope,But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember.Baking soda and a triple B, I remember.Load of fully out of magazine, I remember.Had a fussle in the *****es and I can’t remember a name,But if you put that ***** right up in my face, I remember.Drop that ***** down on the floor, I remember.The way she kept me down on the pole, I remember.Got a frost wrist, got a black beam, got a bad ***** with some bad friends,She bring ‘em too and I *****ed them, but don’t ***** with them, they pop lemGot random *****es just walking up, they be like do you remember us?She show me the tag on that ass, and I be like I rememberChop it up like a blender, I *****ed her, I befriend her,Got a red *****, call her ginger, ass catching my gender.Few at the *****, you ran her, she took the cash and I send her,That ***** probably so tight, she a legal tender.Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, that’s a young nigger damnFish eyes to a *****ing line, that’s voicing, nigger, never cry.Young niggers whiling out, talking shit to niggers that’s thirty five.Your daughter pulling in my driveway, I smash that , ain’t always right.It’s been a long damn time since the nigger so dope,But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember.Baking soda and a triple B, I remember.Load of fully out of magazine, I remember.Had a fussle in the *****es and I can’t remember a name,But if you put that ***** right up in my face, I remember.Drop that ***** down on the floor, I remember.The way she kept me down on the pole, I remember.
