YO EL RAY lyrics

by

Tiësto


[Verse]
Ah, four score
Lotta years ago
Fine aussie lady had a bad b*tch
And she grew to be me
f*ck a dime, I’m a dollar
Katsuya lunch
b*tch dine at Kitana
Rattle, Dolce & Gabbana
Diapers killin' your expenses
Bottle’s Hermes, b*tch
If I burp, that spit expensive
Wrong, kill a b*tch with the heels
D.O.A when I step for realz
Ill, rap a ho in hole
This ain’t whole, it’s just a drill
I'm on the stars
I’m gone no more more waitin'
I know sh*t ain’t fair
No chocolate bacon
Raping bars, I know
Throw that b*tch in jail
Give a ho that L, bout to roll that L
Thomas Westly, Iggy swell
Pockets swell, overweight
Bank obese, plenty cake
I’m a grind till I erase
Decent work for decent pay
He might just beats, no, not Dre
I need that love like Christian Grey
TrapGold Queen, you hoes in a corner
Jet, jet, mansion, in that order, yes (f*ck-f*ck-f*ck-f*ck-f*ck)
f*ck it, Diplo, I need more
Don’t need no drank
Don’t need no smoke
Real white girl, I am the coke
I hang with white b*tches
I roll with black b*tches
I got them Asians and them Latins
In the trap b*tches
Oh yeah, you rap b*tches?
This sh*t a wrap b*tches
My name be climbing up them poles
Make it clap b*tches
Thought I was done?
I’m here for ten mo'
It’s pronounced “Iggy”, b*tch
And he is Diplo
Diplo, Diplo, Diplo, Diplo, Diplo, Diplo, Diplo, Diplo
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dip-Dip-Dip-D-D-D-D-D-D-
It’s pronounced “Iggy”, b*tch
And he is Diplo
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