top 100
·
top new
·
updates
·
submit lyrics
#
A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
Correct Faded Lyrics
Lyrics
►
Artists: T
►
Tyga
►
Correct Faded
Artist:
Song:
Comment:
Lyrics:
Young Nino, f-ck a b-tch in a peacot Carlito, scarface, al pacino Bun B do, p-mp c, arpedo I goes deep in that p-ssy, Dan Marino She wanna be the one, f-ck her to my own single Break a b-tch hard, no future miss cleo Snap back, automatic reload Flyer than a f-ck-ng beatle, you can't beat 'em Vampire f-ck-d up your evening I pop up and eat lunch, leave you in the cement Don't believe it, stripe like a f-ck-ng adidas The gun selena, give a n-gga bieber fever Real f-ck-ng hot, put it in park Take a shot, higher than a tube sock You a bop, give me top top, as I load the guap Men these n-ggas say I'm fly but to her I'm god [Hook:] I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded And I don't give a f-ck [Tyga] F-ck is up, n-gga's stomping in my chucks See I make it rain, dear, cause I'm all by my bucks Use the butt up in the front, d-ck up in her c*** And I put her in her hole, holy, one, quat quat Super Mcnasty, why you Mcloving When the b-tch call me daddy Pimp no caddy, she wish she never had me Treat her like a dog, called the b-tch lassy Young savvy, bang her like cincinatti Above average, fly like I'm aladdin They bend backwards, done the p-ssy at them I'm ben wallace, dunk up in your basket Balls in the air, no games, I'm serious, double dare There's too many b-tches, Why these n-ggas wanna stare Pat ron up in here N-gga this ain't no beer [Hook:] I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded And I don't give a f-ck [Lil' Wayne] Mama, there go that monster Abracadabra, magic johnson My motherf-ck-ng doctor Said I need a doctor So I called house, Now I am a pill popper Faded like skinnys Young money we winning I told her if a change She won't get a penny Milking that sh-t, pregnant b-tch tities Bringing home the bacon I'm f-ck-ng miss piggy Loaded like a semi, semi naked pictures She knows my d-ck, she call it n-gga rigid Prior to me coming, I had to stick thumb in I asked one time, smell my finger make you vomit Flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit I worn it She tried to j-ck me off, can't beat it, join it Tunechi, punechi that what she call it, Flag scarlett, I killed it, mourned it [Hook:] Faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded My n-gga I'm faded faded faded And I don't give a f-ck
add rows