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Tyga - Sheikh Talk Lyrics

Sheikh Talk Lyrics[Intro]
That Sheikh talk
Sheikh talk
Ha

[Verse 1]
Uh, left Dubai on a high note
Spent a million on myself, bitch, I'm goals
Niggas try to slide on me but I never froze
In the club 'til it close like Diplo
Outside and I'm post like fieldgoals
Big rings like a nigga won the SuperBowl
Vegas two-story suites, I'm at the top floor
I'm in town for one night, let's link, ho
(Chalta raha hun idhar udhar) Yeah, let's link, ho
Hot nigga, she gon' blow me like Niso
Twenty thousand ones, left it at the Rhino
(Teri taraf chala gaya) But she like lino
Hoes still ain't loyal but what do I know?
Ayy, I can count the money with my eyes closеd
Crypto millions, sittin' on a iPhone (Chalta raha hun idhar udhar)
[Chorus]
Yeah, whole tеam winning, that's your loss
She left you for a baller, that's your fault (Your fault)
Move, bitch, let the money walk (Walk, chala gaya)
You wanna be a boss but you all talk (All talk, chalta raha hun idhar udhar)
Three girlfriends and they all hot (Hot)
Like a Flintstone, still make the bed rock (Bed rock)
Move, bitch, let the money walk (Walk, chala gaya)
Bitch, I'm a boss, that's Sheikh talk (Chalta raha hun idhar udhar)

[Verse 2]
She left you for a baller, that's your fault (Your fault)
Don't need complex, it's the simple things
I been cookin' twelve years, still sizzling
I don't tryna ying-yang, twins whistling
I can hear snake niggas still hissening
In the Maybach, yeah, I'm back, mama
Papi in his bag, and it's all Prada (Chalta raha hun idhar udhar)
Lotta Dre beats, but she on a pill
She gon' leave the UK, Summer in the Hills
I might fuck her on the Phantom , cummin' on the grill
A bitch don't drive me, don't even touch the wheel (Teri taraf chala gaya)
I'm in the FR, Ferrari, for real
And my new girl kinda like a big deal
Give me head for my headache, Advil
And she say she'd never do it but I know she will (Chalta raha hun idhar udhar)
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Yeah, whole team winning, that's your loss (Loss)
She left you for a baller, that's your fault (Your fault)
Move, bitch, let the money walk (Walk, chala gaya)
You wanna be a boss but you all talk (All talk, chalta raha hun idhar udhar)
Three girlfriends and they all hot (Hot)
Like a Flintstone, still make the bed rock (Bed rock)
Move, bitch, let the money walk (Walk, chala gaya)
Bitch, I'm a boss, that's Sheikh talk (Chalta raha hun idhar udhar)

[Outro]
She left you for a baller, that's your fault (Your fault)
Three girlfriends and they all hot (Chala gaya)
Like a Flintstone, still make the bed rock (Bed rock)
(Chalta raha hun idhar udhar)
That Sheikh talk (That's Sheikh talk, chala gaya)4