Listen to Hello B*tch by Tyga

Hello B*tch

Tyga

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyga
Tyga
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Todd Anthony Shaw
Todd Anthony Shaw
Songwriter
Sammie Norris
Sammie Norris
Songwriter
James Phillips
James Phillips
Songwriter
Craig Love
Craig Love
Songwriter
La Marquis Jefferson
La Marquis Jefferson
Songwriter
Katrina Taylor
Katrina Taylor
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Mark Seymore
Mark Seymore
Songwriter
Michael Ray Stevenson
Michael Ray Stevenson
Songwriter
Jonathan Smith
Jonathan Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swish
Swish
Producer
Samantha Henry
Samantha Henry
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Engineer
Samuel Edward Chinedu Ahana
Samuel Edward Chinedu Ahana
Producer

Lyrics

Nigga, what? Oh yeah, my bitch just walked in, hah Got a bitch named Keisha, she a real dick pleaser Open up her mouth, she a real fucking eater Fly the pussy out, she 'on't even got a visa She suck a nigga soul like the fucking Grim Reaper I'm a Mobb deeper, bust it like speaker Sex in my aura, I ain't talking about Rita My lil' bitch Tela, tipsy on tequila In the strip club, bitch, I'm bigger than Bieber I put two bitches in a two-seater My gun talk shit like a mo'fucking diva That's Nina, RIP Tina It's a whole lot of money in this bitch, call BIA Yeah-yeah, I got bitches on the floor And they scraping every dollar like the moth'fuckers poor I give bitches hope, I'm the mo'fucking pope Heard your money dried up, man, you niggas so soaked (washed) Spin cycle, my bitches got lipo Ass like a peach, and it's stacked like a Bible (bounce that ass) Young Michael, American Psycho Got a French bitch, make the dick like the Eiffel Huh, told her keep it real with me (real with me) Murdering the pussy straight kill with me (murky) Hundred million later they gon' deal with me (they gon' deal) Cheated on the bitch and she still with me (still) Man, this shit getting crazy Bitches wanna have my baby (baby) And I'm shooting every shot like the motherfucking army Nah, better yet the navy Bitch try to play me, I go fucking Tom Brady You niggas yes men, and you bitches are maybe She kissing on girls and she like it like Katy Sparkle on my ice and it's looking like the 80s Life's so sweet like a hotel, baby Yeah, I got it made like the cleaning lady Look up the word G-R-E-A-T in the dictionary You gon' see a picture of me, bitch Ayy, hello, bitch (Lookin' for a rich bitch) hello, bitch (So shut the the fuck up, say) hello, bitch (Let's get rich, bitch, rich) yeah, hello, bitch H-hello, bitch H-hello, bitch (Grab-grab this dick, it's yours, bitch) Hello, bitch (Grab-grab this dick, it's yours, bitch) Hello, bitch Not safe
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus, Craig Love, James Phillips, Jonathan Smith, Katrina Taylor, La Marquis Jefferson, Mark Seymore, Michael Ray Stevenson, Sammie Norris, Todd Anthony Shaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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