500raxx, Tyga - Dumptruck lyrics

Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸

[500raxx, Tyga - Dumptruck lyrics]

Ayy it go like
It go like it go like
(Ayy, Wil, this shit is fucking cold)
Bring that shit back like a dump truck, baby
Ayy, why you gotta act so shady?
Alright, so for real, it go like (HoodWil)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Bring that shit back like a dump truck, baby
Ayy, why you gotta act so shady?
I got status
Don't 'preciate that you playing me
Pockets is happy to treat you, it's nothing
My lady

I'm really getting to the bag, bitch
I'm a go-getter
I'm really steady counting bread, bitch
I'm a dough-getter if he slipped up
Then let's just make sure that a coat fit him
I get 'em pissed off


Then I got something to tote for 'em
Can you be my B-I T-C-H? I'm big dog
So you know that's what I need on my plate
Don't know which one I like you better
On your knees or your face
I'm gassеd up, shorty, so you
Know who winning the race, yeah
I put it on any sеt, I'm really top five
He act up for me
Then he could get this Glock 9
I am really with the shit's
And ain't no compromise
I am really with the shit's
And I am not lying
I know you can see, it's obvious I'm hustling
Really, I don't know why
You questioning busting it
Really, I don't see a problem
With me touching it
Ass so fat that I could try
To sit a cup on it

Bring that shit back like a dump truck, baby
Ayy, why you gotta act so shady?
I got status
Don't 'preciate that you playing me
Pockets is happy to treat you, it's nothing
My lady
Ayy, bring that shit back like a dump truck
Baby ayy, why you gotta act so shady?
I got status
Don't 'preciate that you playing me
Pockets is happy to treat you, it's nothing
My lady

Yeah, bring that shit back like a dump truck
Baby (Baby)
In the 'Rari, on the dash one-eighty (Eighty)
Shorty got the OnlyFans going crazy (Crazy)
Say she wanna make a movie, I say, "Maybe"
Niggas wanna be like Mike (Mike)
Hitting my shorties up, tell them niggas
"Wait in line" (Line)
I don't give a fuck, money on my mind (Mind)
Never stress 'bout a bitch
It's money on the line (Ayy)
Yeah, looking at my wrist, it's sophisticated
(Ice) five hundred racks on me
Tell my mama I made it (I did)
I'm the number one stunner at
The Wynn in Vegas (Woo)
I got bitches in my living
Room, they all getting naked, ah
Don't do shit for clout, bitch, I'm on (On)
I could break the internet with
Shit in my phone (I can)
I don't really trust hoes, only bankrolls
(yeah) large amounts
Take it out 'til the bank close
Baguetteys on that Patek
It's about that time
Her ass so fat, reverse and rewind (Woah)
Can you make that ass shake all the time?
(Can you?)
Can I fly you out? Can I make you mine? (Ayy)

Bring that shit back like a dump truck, baby
(yeah) ayy, why you gotta act so shady? (Ha)
I got status
Don't 'preciate that you playing me
Pockets is happy to treat you, it's nothing
My lady
Bring that shit back like a dump truck, baby
Ayy, why you gotta act so shady?
I got status
Don't 'preciate that you playing me
Pockets is happy to treat you, it's nothing
My lady ayy
It go like it go like
It go like
(Ayy, Wil, this shit is fucking cold)
Bring that shit back like a dump truck, baby
Ayy, why you gotta act so shady?
Alright, so for real, it go like (HoodWil)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

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