Tyga - Switch Lanes Lyrics
When I switch lanes, then I do a swing,It don’t matter when they’re screaming, money ain’t a thing,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang.Then we switch lanes, diamonds in my chains,Been around the world, all the hoes know my name,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang,Mister automatic bang, bang, bang.***** a nigger up, little belt match the chucks,I’m in a club with Ron, you get in, grab your stuff.Back it up like a you hoe, rain catches up,Spades in my ice pocket, rub ‘em for luck,Rax in my club notes are the most stupid,Say she in love with me, stay away from Cupid.That pantimera’s sick, Lupes, T-Raw, show ‘em how we do it.I switch and I do it, my new ***** and new this, peace like a Buddhist,Cooler than Cool-Aid, your brain don’t be stupid.Faded like booze, cut like a poo neck,I don’t matter with another check, another Rollex,Molest the more wet, the most sex, I must say,I boarded the pea jet more than a past test.I wake up, I’m *****ed up, my ex tried to make up.Wake up, telling these *****es to get their cake up,Wake up, shooting my babies all on her make-up.I’m running through these hoes wearing Jacobs,Lambo doors up, sitting just like a maze,Hit it off from the club, but I ***** hoes instead.When I switch lanes, then I do a swing,It don’t matter when they’re screaming, money ain’t a thing,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang.Then we switch lanes, diamonds in my chains,Been around the world, all the hoes know my name,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang,Mister automatic bang, bang, bang.Never tell a ***** I love her, money talk, Chris Tucker,Got a show for her to drive her, I ain’t lucid, I’m a buyer,That be on a broke diet, you ain’t me, but you’re buyingMy style, mother*****er, strike like lightning.Tea party, my ***** like Bulgari. I walk in the spa, all the *****es got meSpend twenty racks, imma make it back tomorrow,Pull up with a big titty ***** like Tekarra.You ain’t never seen a ‘Rari look like a Safari,Tiger riding shotguns, snake bang cardiAir, I mend them like airs, twenty five hundred nigger call him nice rear.See them niggers hating but I don’t really care,No bottles coming, tell them *****es like flares,Snow on my wrist, call that Roli big bear,Nigger sitting in the light, big flare.When I switch lanes, then I do a swing,It don’t matter when they’re screaming, money ain’t a thing,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang.Then we switch lanes, diamonds in my chains,Been around the world, all the hoes know my name,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang,Mister automatic bang, bang, bang.Pull up at the barber shop, chop the top off the fenom,*****es screaming ay, we ain’t no one near Atlanta,Maybe she a rockstar, maybe she a sinner,***** her with the lottery balls, now she a winner.I’m all in that Virginia, I mean, that vagina, get lost in that *****, nigger, you will never find me.Eat it like Lasagna, eat it like Gihanda, shot out my nigger breezing and beat it like Rihanna.When I switch lanes, then I do a swing,It don’t matter when they’re screaming, money ain’t a thing,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang.Then we switch lanes, diamonds in my chains,Been around the world, all the hoes know my name,Call it automatic bang, bang, bang,Mister automatic bang, bang, bang.
