Tyga - Dont Kill The Party Feat Ys Kanye West Y Ty Dolla Sign Lyrics

(I-I-I—)
Turnt, yeah, turnt, yeah, turnt, yeah

Turnt her up, I'm way too geeked
Come get your girl off me
Dark drank been callin' me
Don't kill the–, don't kill the–
Don't kill the party, please
I'ma up, so pardon me
She swear that she right for me
But I push her up, I park the seat

Call all my bitches, then give them address
I'm tryna see who pussy the best
I'm tryna see who love me the most
Who gon' get wet when she give me the throat?
Fuck a good girl, I need me a ho
I know she a [?], she love the show
She wanna get freaky, you cuff the ho
She hang with niggas, she love the bros
Uh-huh, huh [?] talkin' legit
[?] On your bitch
[?] Run through that ho, back to the sheets
Know we outside, it ain't hard to see
Just like a fleet, we runnin' the streets
Feel like Target put her right on the tee

Turnt her up, I'm way too geeked
Come get your girl off me
Dark drank been callin' me
Don't kill the–, don't kill the–
Don't kill the party, please
I'ma up, so pardon me
She swear that she right for me
But I push her up, I park the seat

Bitches, they follow me
My hoes gon' fuck for free
Old niggas gotta pay that fee
King put the ace on me
Drop the [?] ass on me
Diamonds hang, got [?] on me
Like ah, don't do that, it tickle
Slickest chain, yeah, my icicle
You and your friend, let me get in the middle
Pink tootsie, got the pink on the swivel
In Miami, she start a whole [prickle?]
New tits, yeah, she play with her nipple
Got the groupies, I'm a solo nigga
I fucked the bitch, free promo, nigga

Turnt her up, I'm way too geeked
Come get your girl off me
Dark drank been callin' me
Don't kill the–, don't kill the–
Don't kill the party, please
I'ma up, so pardon me
She swear that she right for me
But I push her up, I park the seat

She got a new body, flew to Abu Dhabi
Her definition of party, bukkake
Now she literally too cocky
She got that gawk, ga–ga–ga–gawk, two-thousand
Outside like we don't need housing
I'm from the Southside, I bring the freak out her
I know you get freaky, I saw what you tweeted
Post then deleted, I already seen it like three, four times
I got your nudes in my archives
Fuck in the studio, sit on my laptop, then back that ass up like a hard drive
High five, I need your heart if I send you the heart eyes
High five, I need your heart if I send you the heart eyes

Turnt her up, I'm way too geeked
Come get your girl off me
Dark drank been callin' me
Don't kill the–, don't kill the–
Don't kill the party, please
I'ma up, so pardon me
She swear that she right for me
But I push her up, I park the seat