Inky lyrics

by

Tyga


[Hook]
They call me inky, inky, write on me, write on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me (X4)

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka]
Red Polo, red 'Rari, my shirt and car be horsin'
Baby, bring three friends so we can have a foursome
I f*cked 'em to my anthem "Hard in the Paint"
f*ck them 'til the bed break, make that right leg shake
You know how I do, bring a couple friends through
Lemme know if it's cool
Girl you a fool how you ride di*k
Got me sweatin' and sh*t
I'm on that gutta sh*t
Man I need a gutta b*tch
Triple cuts on the phone
I'm on that purple sh*t
I'm out
Gotta take another sip

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Slim Dunkin]
Zoo’d Cryst. at Benihana's
Stop flexin you be in a Honda
Squad in the King of Diamonds will spend about a hundred
They got that long bread
You got that short cake
Only thing i miss is money and my court date
Feel sick need a checkup n*gga
I can’t spend it all cuz my check up n*gga
Dumpin the ball better check up n*gga
I don’t need no stress my respect up n*gga
I’m up early in the morning
Get my cab before the cereal
Said I gotta eat but I ain’t talking cafeteria
Imperial
Killa cam in the cup
Southside beat with the whammie in tha trunk
b*tches in the back
Got my man’s in the front
Baseball bat’s 3 gram one blunt
This ain’t your ordinary pistol
Semi with the drums
Flocka smoke like he got a chimney in his lungs

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Wooh Da Kid]

4ozs of that drink
Zoo me the sprite
Bad b*tches all around
So we gonna f*ck tonight
A couple black
A couple spanish
Got a cup a white
An' they all jumpin di*k
At the speed of light
She say she lov me
All because my body filled with ink
I think king filled em with crazy
Need to see a shrink
Lot of smoke
Got a cup a yopps
And a cup of paint
Got my mind trippin out
And I can’t think
I’m inked up
Tell em write on me
No limit to my ink
Call me master p
BSM Boys
We worth a million
You standin at the bottom
That’s a f*ckin filler

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