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Tyga - Too Much (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyga
Tyga
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
d.a. got that dope
d.a. got that dope
Songwriter
Cameron Forbes
Cameron Forbes
Songwriter
Michael Stevenson
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
d.a. got that dope
d.a. got that dope
Producer

Lyrics

D.A. got that dope I been drinkin' I had way too much And I'm mad that you wrong, don't give a fuck Runnin' up your phone, hit me up I-I don't like them bitches All I see is us And my diamonds all litted up Cash in my lap, pick it up Yeah, we hit the Goyard store, lit it up (Lit it up) Cartier rings, pick it up (Yeah) Sometimes I don't trust your love Why you always interrupt? (Yeah) Tossin' hella bags in your whip, hold up (Hold up) I just pull up at events, showin' up (Showin' up) Five, four, three, two, one, now I'm done I can't talk when you on Patrón (Patrón) And you all litted up (Litted up, littled up) She just won't give it up (Give it up) I can't trust what you be on You just only want my love I been drinkin' I had way too much And I'm mad that you wrong, don't give a fuck Runnin' up your phone, hit me up I-I don't like them bitches All I see is us And my diamonds all litted up (Ice) Cash in my lap, pick it up And you rockin' Audemaurs, had to ice you up, ayy Fuck the price, it's love, ayy (Yeah) Ride me 'til I nut You so crazy, drive a nigga nuts (Yeah) Tossin' hella bags in your whip, hold up (Hold up) I just pull up at events, showin' up (Showin' up) Five, four, three, two, one, now I'm done I can't talk when you on Patrón (Patrón) I'm in Mexico faded (Faded), uh Said you wanna make a baby You just talkin' that crazy, slurrin' and slayin' Poppin' this painful, sleepin' on Quaaludes You ain't the same (Uh) I'm not insane (Uh), She can't relate (Yeah) My mind on the pace, quarter milli days Add it up, count it up, throw it in her face I been drinkin' I had way too much (Ha) And I'm mad that you wrong, don't give a fuck Runnin' up your phone, hit me up I-I don't like them bitches All I see is us And my diamonds all litted up (Ice) Cash in my lap, pick it up Yeah, we hit the Goyard store, lit it up (Lit it up) Cartier rings, pick it up (Yeah) Sometimes I don't trust your love Why you always interrupt? (Yeah) Tossin' hella bags in your whip, hold up (Hold up) I just pull up at events, showin' up (Showin' up) Five, four, three, two, one, now I'm done I can't talk when you on Patrón (Patrón)
Writer(s): David Doman, Michael Stevenson, Cameron Forbes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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