(feat. Lil Wayne, Rich Boy)
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[Tyga - Chorus:]
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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twist it all up
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[Lil Wayne:]
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Remix Baby
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[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
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Im,
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about to go dumb
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Im about to go dumb, like Fred Sanford's son
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Ah Im, Im about to go coconuts
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and when it comes to money man, Im about to go Oprah
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and you ain't got to vote for us
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cause we ain't never runnin
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so you better get back like we ain't never buntin
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yeah, I put the lime in the open blunt
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and twist it all up baby I am not the sober one
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I'm from the jungle where the lion ate the cobra
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and I get money, got a no-money phobia
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uh-hauh, Tyga, Tyga what a do
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man, we are flyer than the pigeon in the coop
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man, I am hotter than a nigga in a suit
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in the middle of the summer, and I bang like a drummer
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Waynes that nukka,holla at ya gualla,
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make the money chase the shadow, call it dollar after dollar.
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[Tyga - Chorus:]
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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twist it all up, twist it all up
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[Tyga - Verse 2:]
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Coconut juice got me real loose like
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Got me leaning 3 thousand proof like
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Coconut juice all on the dance FLOOR
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Fellas let your ladies GO ladies let your Fellas
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GO, in low no introduction
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WAIT, was that an introduction?
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Fo-foget it, I stu-stu-stu-stutter just so you can get it
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My diamonds so bright, I get picture tickets to tit it
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No, Im loin
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Right here the Tyga, no Lion.
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Tyga flowed, humanater, a buteroll tale
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You do this slow,
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smokings on me, don't touch me, still blow
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cause she won't be missed like ben gorden free throws.
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uh uh, Its the cheap coal from marciano
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and Im in the game, but my fame on the d-low
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me no, speak no, broke money englush
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loyal I'll be forever in a lake like seaglus
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Jesus, couldn't even save me from the visa
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So I keep ha, historic names in my James
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Ben Frank, name tag be Tyga man
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Oh, you mad cause the chase, stylin' with straight Tyga man
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[Tyga - Chorus:]
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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twist it all up, twist it all up
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[Rich Boy - Verse 3:]
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Ima get some flames over the horn of artagrab
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Bitch aint a buff, until you have a whole sale
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I'll take the coconut juice and mix it with a old goose
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Hutchy hoot-a-hoot fryin' some Russian red cooc
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My livin' atm, wishin' my shit money grain
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I should have bought and office, I went and bought a ring
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Instead I ride dirty, said I shoulda bought the ring
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Instead of coconut juice it I mixed it with the lean
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aka, the rich one, carter yeah the benjamin
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If you ain't a bitch, why the fuck you ain't that femanin'
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When I twisted it up, she licked it up, the whole coconut
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Thats it, the whole coconut
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[Tyga - Chorus:]
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
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twist it all up, twist it all up
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[Tyga - Bridge:]
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Everybody in the party
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Hold your cup high move your body
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If you twist it scream it loudly!
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hey, hey, hey, hey
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hey, hey, hey, hey
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Coconut Juice (Remix)
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| Tyga |
