Swimming Pools

Tyga

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    Love (hate)
    Niggas (hate)
    Bitches (hate)
    Me (I can't)
    Faded I might (faint)
    Faded I might (faint)
    My mind went (blank)
    Mind went (blank)

    Now I done grew around some niggas that caused me some drama
    Swear when you make it niggas say you owe them
    Swear they think they your momma
    Everybody with their hands out
    They always ask me, they know that I got it
    My biggest fear is going broke
    Can't say no, that's my problem
    I wanted that Rolls-Royce
    Young boy, looking to make a bad choice
    Then it got fucked up when mom went to jail
    I heard a little voice
    Back of my head, Back of my mind
    Dropped out of school but a nigga did fine
    I ain't telling you to drop out, but if you do make use of your time

    I said why they hating on me I'm just trying to get my guap
    I'm just trying to set my family up
    First: believe in one God then stack your paper higher (bitch)
    Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)
    We ain't ever fuck with cops, and that's never gonna stop
    And I'm posted at the tippy-top
    So get your money fast then stack your paper higher (bitch)
    Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)

    Love (hate)
    Niggas (hate)
    Bitches (hate)
    Me (I can't)
    Faded I might (faint)
    Faded I might (faint)
    My mind went (blank)
    Mind went (blank)

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    Ok
    I'm taking my time, and taking your dinner
    (These Bitches) these bitches cold blooded like winter
    I'm looking at fixtures that I don't remember
    I'm all in my zone, Carl Malone
    Taking these shot's, abusing my liver
    It's mine, I spend it
    It's mine, I'm gon' spend it
    (Aughhh!)
    Doomsday, Doom's date
    These niggas weak like it's a tuesday
    Niggas get loony like a toon stay
    Everything well done, like two steaks
    Who they? ain't from L.A
    They fall off like November days
    They worry bout your sales
    But, at the end the day, who getting paid?

    I said why they hating on me I'm just trying to get my guap
    I'm just trying to set my family up
    First: believe in one God then stack your paper higher (bitch)
    Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)
    We ain't ever fuck with cops, and that's never gonna stop
    And I'm posted at the tippy-top
    So get your money fast then stack your paper higher (bitch)
    Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)

    Love (hate)
    Niggas (hate)
    Bitches (hate)
    Me (I can't)
    Faded I might (faint)
    Faded I might (faint)
    My mind went (blank)
    Mind went (blank)

    I said why they hating on me I'm just trying to get my guap
    I'm just trying to set my family up
    First: believe in one God then stack your paper higher (bitch)
    Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)
    We ain't ever fuck with cops, and that's never gonna stop
    And I'm posted at the tippy-top
    So get your money fast then stack your paper higher (bitch)
    Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)

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