Yonkers Lyrics by Tyga
Odd Well Done
Odd Well Done
[Verse 1]
Fuckin Ric Flair leglock
Headshot, body cropped
Make his fuckin mama watch
Here's your baby inside a fuckin
Baby bottle pop. Risky top
Running through your blood til your kidneys pop
Pillow-talk, leave your lips on top of your pillowtop
Pop you while your roof off
On top of a rooftop. Oswald, Mankind
All you niggas getting socked
... rock it til your burger leave the lettuce out
Check this out, no one around
Put your faces on my crotch
Give a lick, lollipop, frog-tongue on my cock
Odd Well Done
Odd Well Done
[Verse 2]
There's mammals in my living room
Louis minks, foxtails, doper than the metals ...
Ay fool, quit your enchilada, now its wormfood
Moving like worms move
Burn you like perms do
One two, leader of the Rat Pack crew
Hat removed, when I walk in rooms
Make her eyes twitch
Juke ya, cut your shit out like a coupon
In due time, brain of a new king
Well Done
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