I'm in the collard green 6, cornbread in the guts
Got da Halloween kicks trick or treatin the clutch
Come on nigga is you trickin or what?
Flo-fl-flow tighter than a dick in the butt
Just hopped off da plane, came back from Vancouv'
Little white tee, some boobs, and bamboo
White girls tell me, "hey Nicki, your camp rules
Is that why you get more head than shampoos?"
Asalaamalaikum, no oink for me
And I never let a D-boy boink for free
'Cause it's barbie bitch, you can join the wave
I done penny, nickel, dimed, I done coined da phrase
You couldn' beat me there if you had a Leer
Indian-style court side wit a cavalier
VIP Roseau's you can have a beer
'Cause honey when you gettin money you don't have a care

Now r-roger that, r-r-roger that R-roger that, r-r-r-roger that R-roger that, r-r-roger that Roger

{Tyga}

Young black Rico's
Kill for da C notes
But me though,
I jack son bitch Tito
She wanna play games,
But this is not bingo
Monopoly I'm past "GO"
Gon' ahead and deep-throat
4-chick Foursomes,
Skin colors mocha
Sally and Sonia put the pussies on my Totem
Pole
Watt stroke 'em,
Strike it like bowlin
Now open like you yawnin'
It's 6 in the mornin
Slee-Sleepin on me probably in a coffin
I'm hotter than the end of fuckin' August,
I'm awesome
I'm awesome Repeat it to ya Grandma and Uncles, my Mothers
Tyga's no Dad but I'm the muhfucka
My fucka's,
This the last supper
Look, no hands,
I'm a bread cuffer
I don't dare lover,
I'm a dare devil
I don't fear nothin'
Muhfucka,
YOUNG MONEY!

Now roger that Roger that Ro-Roger that Roger that Fuck around and never get Roger back

{Wayne}

(I'm goin' in! )

Fresh off the jet, sharper than Gillette
The blunt still wet, so pass it like bread
We sip side a mug, we call it upset
Smoke more than 4 quarters, we call it sudden debt
I'm a beast
You a pet
AK long neck
Keith Sweat
Weezy, muthafucka
Capo in this bitch wit me
Money talks and have a convo in this bitch wit me
I'm mountain high Colorado in this bitch wit me
Flow crazy 730, you just 650
20 bullets from the Chopper take the roof off
Laughin to the bank,
I'm a goof ball
It's YM
And we at yo neck like a Violin
It's our world
We make it spin
And y'all the prey Amen
Now roger that Roger that Where Roger at? I heard Rog' a Rat
Fuc-Fuck around and never get Roger back