Potty Mouth (Album Version|Edited) - Tyga/Busta Rhymes

Lyrics by：M. Stevenson/J. Jackson/T. Smith Jr.

Composed by：M. Stevenson/J. Jackson/T. Smith Jr.

One shot bomboclat

Jumping on my

Hopping like it's hopscotch

Booty pop my don't

Wear that she prolly shots

I don't give a

'Em all till they ouch

Potty mouth oochie wally

Bang bang then I'm out

Once upon a time

Had your inside my house

Cooking grits and riding dick

Swear she the best chef around

Pop that now let me see you

I wanna rock I wanna rock

Tell these it's

They time of the month time of the month

Want beef but I eat that

Eat eat everything well done

I'm so far in the clouds I can barely hear

All that you rocking boy that was last year

Goat's here steer my style like a stop deer

Pump fear

To you heart

Suge without the beard

Man all these new weird

They all lining up to come and see the last king

I get money I make money

I take money them want it from me 'cause I'm

I'm 'bout whatever I'm 'bout whatever

I'm 'bout whatever man I do it do it better

Two two more shots then I'm out

I'm a mother and I got a potty mouth

I'm 'bout whatever man I'm 'bout whatever man

I'm 'bout whatever man I do it do it better

Man I your dime and now she's mine

2 live crew put the in my palm

She put on a and make a grown man cry

Feeling bullI pay you no mind

But what's your sign Gemini

Scorpio let me from behind

However you want it baby

Light the blunts blunts and close your eyes

Real doe real doe

Got a freak in the DB9 put me on doe

Came in the door kicked in the door

Waiving the 44 put one one in your blowhole

Man you're paper thin you need to take some notes

Steal my lines and say they don't

There go another new quote

I'm fresh off the boat let's toast

Young Money real y'all just a hoax

Made a fairytale busy on a float

Why would I lie

Forever under oath I'm

I'm I'm

So frustrated with your lady

Get a flight I send her home

Man my love is oh so tainted

If you fine you might get diamonds

If you a five you might get nothing

I'm on my monsters they from a moshpit

R-r-r-rock you like Nirvana

Man I be off Patron like it's a holiday

With them finer things

Pull up on your and say

I get money I make money

I take money

Them want it from me 'cause I'm

I'm 'bout whatever I'm 'bout whatever

I'm 'bout whatever man I do it do it better

Two two more shots then I'm out out

I'm a mother and I got a potty mouth mouth

I'm 'bout whatever man I'm 'bout whatever man

I'm 'bout whatever man I do it do it better

Man I your dime dime

Still in my prime prime

Young D I'm freshest on the line

Better man up it's about to go down

Leave you with jaw-dropped face on the ground

Let the rain fill the moats 'round my kingdom

Carved in the cement star pledge allegiance

I'ma let you leave 'em screaming screaming screaming

Dre dreaming just to get by by

Girl you so fly fly why you so high high

Two two more shots then I'm out out

I'm a mother potty mouth mouth

I'm 'bout whatever I'm 'bout whatever

I'm 'bout whatever man I do it do it better

All bad in my house house

I'm a mother her then I kick her out out

I'm 'bout whatever I'm 'bout whatever

I'm 'bout whatever man I do it do it better

Cannibal I eat you raw meat

I'm raw with beats

So scavenger with it

Look like Jaws with feet

You don't want it

Y'all know I get gully what you want

Listen close y'all don't hear how the

Beat get ugly when a mother come through

Excuse me

Please let me kill it just

A little bit and let a do what he do

Movie that tec make a wanna vomit spit

You already knew

She keep on fronting

Then I'm lighting up another city

Got her fighting 'til they

Get to biting they we getting gritty

See the time and now a

Climbing up another milli

Then we shining till a

Blind them up until it kills me

Forth and back and my dying

Is a 'til it pulls up on the track

Then I'ma die sixty

'Til we pop off like we in the wild west

When I finished giving you the crack pipe

If you knew I'm in route to the

Crib just to park the Bugatti at the house

Sin big and one of my

B***hes really turn her out now

Still everyone know

I got a potty mouth now

S**t they got me doing it again

Back to bodying things

And lots of screwing other women

You can never stop the that I'm doing

And the way that we moving

Get it popping never stopping

Kill 'em in the end now

And I'ma get 'em to the point when

I got 'em all open handling

My business with 'em ha

Trust me you don't wanna

Start 'cause you know it's torture

Every single minute 'til I finish with 'em

And I knock down

Every time I come and then I lock down

'Til I come up place better drop that crown

Ever here 'fore I pop you clowns

And I go erase