Tyga - B.M.F Lyrics

[Intro:]
W-w-w-well done {well done}
Haaa {haaa}
Haaa {haaa}
Haaa {haaa}
W-w-w-well done {well done}

First Of All I Ain't Feeling Ya'll
Feel The F*cking Heat Defrost
Fill The Spoon Full Of Food
Anit Enough To Feed The Room
I Don't Gotta F*cking Goon
Twist The Boys Flitch You Too
Cherry Red Rover Roof
Crips To Confuse You
You Could Say I Bluesd You
Better Than I Bruised You
All You Niggas Copy Cats Doing Shit I Used To
Oh You Tatted Too Nigga F*ck You
My Bitch Got No Tats Hit Her From The Back
I Spend All In South Of France Saw All That Shit Is Whack
Slingshot It In The Air Then Let The Shit Collapse
Money Is My Pet Peeve Give Me Hourly
If There Is None At All Then I'm Pissed Off
I Listen To Rick Ross And I Know Ricky Ross
I'm Leonardo In Inception Reserve My Section
I Do Dreams Put You In Bubble Benz Elections
I Will Smith The Necklace I Do It Effortless

Bitch All Eyes On Me
The Bitches In My Eyes Running Brink
Bitches Bitches Bring Lie
One Nigga Jealous Then The Motherf*cker Dies
Figured You Ain't Scared Of Shit If You Did The Crime
Now Prepare It's Dinner Time
Dimmer The Lights Lemon With Ice
Looking At It Twice It's Fizziling Sprite
Do The Belly Nice
No Coca Cola I Don't Drink Soda
Black Beanie Nigga Like A F*cking Smoker
They Say I'm Bout To Blow Up Like Supernova
Put Your Helmet On The Boy Dosing Dopest
How You Shitting On 'Em And Ain't Got Shit Upon 'em
It Kills Me To Know It You Melody Fiona
Oh Oh! Remove Youself From My Scrotem
Oh Oh! Remove Yourself Remove Youself
Oh Oh! Remove Youself From My Scrotem
Pull Your Whole Car Thought I Told Ya

Owwww!
W-w-w-well done, Well Done, Well Done
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