[Verse 1: Tyga]
High in the video, f-ck with me, hella raw
Raw got a little riddle, riddle, twerk for a star
Started from the, like Christina, got a million
Man I'm a good guy, turned to a vill-i-an
Bully in the pack turned to a rat
Pussy on my jack, I hit a bitch with a car bomb
Bombs in L. A., bombs in the Bay
N-gga you ain't safe, I run with n-ggas like O-Dog
All we do is ball, all we do is ball, now I'm passed out
Lean in the drop, ice in the watch
N-gga, that's Ben & Jerry dollars, watch a n-gga make a stack house
Gingerbread man run while you can
All you n-ggas lame, tooly on me, got killers on speed dial
Infrared blam if a n-gga shout
Don't get packed out, pro'ly hear the paparazzi when I back out

[Hook: Tyga]
Can you see now? Are you senile?
Can you see now? You could see now?
Can you see now? Can you see now?
Can you see now? When you see a n-gga, don't be actin' senile

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Sky dweller check, helicopter pad
Droppin' off a body bag
Money talk, guess I got the gift of gab
Don't interject, don't intercept
You ain't on a jet, you ain't meet a bitch with this kinda money yet
Yeah, I got an Audemar, I ain't set the time once
And I know they say they shine, I ain't seen 'em shine once
All these rappers is my sons, and I'm always nine months
Man if this was baseball, I ain't let 'em slide once
Do you see now? You playin' D now?
Oh, you wanna beat me, how?
Oh, you the number one draft in the league now?
Ride down ya block, doors twelve o'clock
Lambo, the drop, bike n-ggas, ain't stoppin' for a cop
I got this shit locked tighter than a bear hug
When them bitches rap, n-ggas need an ear plug

[Hook: Tyga]

[Bridge: Tyga] (x4)
Ride with the heat, trunk full of beat
Bomb like the Middle East, I got killers in the street

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
N-gga got a problem? See about it
Knock the n-gga off, beat the body
I'm just makin' all these deposits
Neighborhood nice and quiet, thought I saw Mr. Rogers, n-gga
I could sell salt and equalize it, wait
I said I could sell salt and equalize it
Boy, I got every award but a Heisman
Do a drive by on you n-ggas, make a you-turn for survivors
Take a newborn from his momma, stick a shoe horn in vaginas
Got the coupe on Yokohamas, got the super soaker chopper
We'll kidnap the kingpin, like "Who is your supplier?"
N-gga better know the fire, n-gga better know somebody
I know n-ggas that'll kill yah for a little notoriety
I can make a lion say "Meow"
I'm in this mothaf-cka gettin' money 'til I'm senile
Tunechi!

[Hook: Tyga] (x2)
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Senile Lyrics

Young Money – Senile Lyrics

Songwriters: DAVID L DOMAN, DWAYNE CARTER, MICHEAL STEVENSON, NICKI MINAJ
Senile lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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