Lyrics of I remember

Tyga

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Its been a long damn time since a nigga sold dope
But if you put a brick right in front of me
I remember
Baking soda and a triple bean, i remember
Load a fully auto magazine, i remember
I done fucked so many bitches
That i cant remember names
But if you put that pussy right up in my face
I remember
Drop that pussy down on the floor
I remember
The way she coming down on the pole
I remember
Pop the pussy, dont play with it
I dont care if kanye hit it,
I dont care if jay hit it
Ima eat it up and ima lay with it
We shot a chop at the gun range
Got stupid cars, got dumb change
Red bottoms, let the tongue hang
Got a off white porsche, come stains
Im whipping work, i remember
Roll up that purp, i remember
Pour up that syrup, i dont remember
I thought she had that purple slushie
Coming out that blender
Got a kesha, got a rhonda
Got a anisha, got a tanya
Got a ticia, and a honda
And i eat her, anaconda
Got condoms in that condo
Got kush greener than rondo
Still hit you up for that blow
You already know
(hook)
Its been a long damn time since a nigga sold dope
But if you put a brick right in front of me
I remember
Baking soda and a triple bean, i remember
Load a fully auto magazine, i remember
I done fucked so many bitches
That i cant remember names
But if you put that pussy right up in my face
I remember
Drop that pussy down on the floor
I remember
The way she coming down on the pole
I remember

Got a rolls royce, got a black benz
Got a bad bitch with some bad friends
She bring them through and i fuck them
But i dont fuck with them in public
Got random bitches just walking up
They be like do you remember us
She show me that tat on her ass
And i be like i remember
Chop it up like a blender,
I fuck then i be friend her
Got a red bitch call her ginger
Ass cash on my agenda
You buy the bitch, you rent her
She took your cash and i sent her
That pussy prolly so tight
Calling that shit a legal tender
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Thats a young nigga dinner
Feast your eyes to a fucking line
Thats visine nigga, never cry
We were young niggas, wilding out
Talking shit to niggas thats 35
Your daughter pull in my driveway
I smash that in over-drive
Hook)
Its been a long damn time since a nigga sold dope
But if you put a brick right in front of me
I remember
Baking soda and a triple bean, i remember
Load a fully auto magazine, i remember
I done fucked so many bitches
That i cant remember names
But if you put that pussy right up in my face
I remember
Drop that pussy down on the floor
I remember
The way she coming down on the pole
I remember.

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