Tyga — Cut My Check lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Cut My Check" by Tyga.
Lyrics
Look rappers, I’m tell you what’s about to happen
As I add up, your money is mathematics
As an animal, Dracula out of his casket
Who’s hungry
Who matters I’ll make them unmatter
Batter batter I throw money, stripper catch it They mad happy
No meal, I’m Christmas deal
Hear hear hear this that real weird
I’m going to steer steer this with the e-gear
Might appear in the shape of a shark fin
Signal the docks that I’m hot and I’m heartless
Gorilla bar mitzvahs, ape when the record spins
Tyzilla, welcome to the thriller
Shimmer on my neck but I bet it ain’t glitter
King of the poppa, pop killa killa
Middle of the will I get my sizzle
Hot hot man, God God God, damn
Girl grab me but I melt through her hands
Land of LA, Cali where they bang
I’m just a star that never change