Tyga When To Stop Lyrics


When To Stop by Tyga

What's the opposite of satisfaction? You never had it A sex addict there when you needed it Now you're too distracted by the little things Cars, rings, none of it matters Presidential suites in Nevada, you was too ecstatic Time ticking, it was 24 karat Mrs. HotHeaded don't listen but the head was terrific Had a vision, you bought it, couldn't wait til you saw it Swear you had it all and you already lost it all and you know it Know I did it, I'm ridin round with my new bitch I'm poppin bottles and shoppin and flyin private to Maui Livin life, no excuses, don't give two fucks about you You seen my girl' ass lately? Now watch me fuck her crazy

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Photos She said I could take control of her body But it's only for the weekend Said I'mma let you do you Oh yea, I'mma do you Til she boom boom boom I'm like a rabbit in her rib cage Roll my weed darling Just like it's her birthday I'm tippin... and sippin Smokers come with that Ace of Spades

I'm faded, sippin and leanin I'm faded, sippin and leanin Smokers come with that Ace of Spades I'm faded, sippin and leanin I'mma fuck you like I'm in a bad mood, baby

Long hair, red lipstick Lips burned from that cigarette Versace heels and them latex Neck collar, that that's a fact I fuck wit you cuz it makes sense We don't fight but this make up sex Less is more but you more or less Got the top down in my Corvette, yea Red from the summer Must've made a wrong turn, checked in a motel just to have sex Like strangers fuckin out of anger Putting on handcuffs, now a nigga chained up Til the maid come clean up Broken mirrors so you know that's bad luck Lost my wallet, so would you hurry up? Pack up, flee the scene, seen a chef just pull up Shots of tequila, let's get freaky, lookin for a reason By the look in yo eyes you don't gotta say much, I can tell that you need it And you need it just as much as I needed you Learn on streets, I pull work for two Yo home girl wanna see if it's true So just

Tell me when to stop You know I ain't gon hurt you baby Tell me when to stop Girl if I start to get carried away Tell me when to stop I'mma li-li-li-lick it and go down Baby you can get it Tell me when to stop Tell me when to stop Tell me when to stop Tell me when to stop

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