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JAY-Z

"Switch Lanes"

[Hook: Tyga]
Uhh, when I switch lanes, Phantom doors swing
Arm out the window screaming "Money ain't a thang"
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
Been around the world, all the hoes know my name
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Miss that automatic bang, bang, bang

[Verse 1: Game]
f*ck a n*gga up, Louie belt match the chucks
I'm in the club with Raww n*gga, ten ratchets tucked
Back it up like a U-Haul, when cash is up
Spades in my ice bucket, rub that for luck
Racks in my cargos, Audemar stupid
b*tch say she in love with me, stay away from Cupid
The Panamera's sick, lupus
T-Raww, show them how we do it

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Ahh! Swoosh sign, do it
My new b*tch a nudist, peace like a buddist
Cooler than Cool Whip, give brain, don't be stupid
Faded like Boosie, cut like a crew neck
Arm out the window, 'nother check, 'nother Rolex
Mo' less, the Moet, the mo' sex, I must say
I boarded the P-jet, more than a p*ss test
So wake up, I'm f*cked up, my ex tryna make up

[Verse 3: Game]
Break up, telling these b*tches to get their cake up
Wake up, shooting my babies all on her make-up
I'm running through these hoes, Brandon Jacobs
Lambo doors up, sitting just like her legs
Skeeted off from the club, rather f*ck hoes instead

[Hook: Tyga]
Uhh, when I switch lanes, Phantom doors swing
Arm out the window screaming "Money ain't a thang"
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
Been around the world, all the hoes know my name
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Miss that automatic bang, bang, bang

[Verse 4: Tyga]
Never tell a b*tch I love her, money talk, Chris Tucker
Got a chauffeur and a driver, I don't lease it, I'ma buy it
Y'all be on a broke diet, you ain't eating but you biting my style
Motherf*cker strike like lightning
T-Carti, my b*tch like Bvlgari
I walk in the spot, all the b*tches bogart me
Spent 30 racks, I'ma make it back tomorrow
Pull up with a big titty b*tch like Toccara

[Verse 5: Game]
You ain't never seen a rari, look like a safari
Tyga riding shotgun, snake print Carti-er
I'm in them Nike Airs
2500 n*gga, call them Nikes rare
See them n*ggas hating, but I don't really care
Gold bottles coming, tell them b*tches light flares
Snow on my wirst call that Roley big bear
n*gga see it in the light though (woo!) Ric Flair

[Hook: Tyga]
Uhh, when I switch lanes, Phantom doors swing
Arm out the window screaming "Money ain't a thang"
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
Been around the world, all the hoes know my name
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Miss that automatic bang, bang, bang


[Verse 6: Game]
Pull up at the barbershop, chop the top off the Phantom
b*tches screaming A, we ain't where near Atlanta
Maybe she a rockstar, maybe she a sinner
f*cking with them lottery balls, now she a winner
I'm all in that Virginia, I mean that vagina
Get lost in that pus*y, n*gga you will never find me
Eat it like lasagna, eat it like E-Honda
Shout out my n*gga Breezy and beat it like Rihanna

[Hook: Tyga]
Uhh, when I switch lanes, Phantom doors swing
Arm out the window screaming "Money ain't a thang"
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
Been around the world, all the hoes know my name
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Miss that automatic bang, bang, bang

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