🎵 Switch Lanes // by Tyga

99 Contributors Switch Lanes Lyrics “Switch Lanes” is the final of three bonus tracks included on the deluxe version of Tyga’s Hotel California. The other deluxe tracks being “Dad’s Letter” and “Don’t Hate Tha Player”.… Read More  [Chorus: Tyga] Uhh, when I switch lanes, Phantom doors swing Arm out the window screaming "Money ain't a thang" Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain Been around the world, all the hoes know my name Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Miss that automatic bang, bang, bang [Verse 1: The Game] Fuck a nigga up, Louie belt match the chucks I'm in the club with Raww nigga, ten ratchets tucked Back it up like a U-Haul, when cash is up Spades in my ice bucket, rub that for luck Racks in my cargos, Audemars stupid Bitch say she in love with me, stay away from Cupid The Panamera's sick, lupus T-Raww, show them how we do it [Verse 2: Tyga] Ahh! Swoosh sign, do it My new bitch a nudist, peace like a buddist Cooler than Cool Whip, give brain, don't be stupid Faded like Boosie, cut like a crew neck Arm out the window, 'nother check, 'nother Rolex Mo' less, the Moet, the mo' sex, I must say I boarded the P-jet, more than a piss test So wake up, I'm fucked up, my ex tryna make up [Verse 3: The Game] Break up, telling these bitches to get their cake up Wake up, shooting my babies all on her make-up I'm running through these hoes, Brandon Jacobs Lambo doors up, sitting just like her legs Skeeted off from the club, rather fuck hoes instead [Chorus: Tyga] Uhh, when I switch lanes, Phantom doors swing Arm out the window screaming "Money ain't a thang" Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain Been around the world, all the hoes know my name Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Miss that automatic bang, bang, bang [Verse 4: Tyga] Never tell a bitch I love her, money talk, Chris Tucker Got a chauffeur and a driver, I don't lease it, I'ma buy it Y'all be on a broke diet, you ain't eating but you biting my style Motherfucker strike like lightning T-Carti, my bitch like Bvlgari I walk in the spot, all the bitches bogart me Spent 30 racks, I'ma make it back tomorrow Pull up with a big titty bitch like Toccara [Verse 5: The Game] You ain't never seen a rari, look like a safari Tyga riding shotgun, snake print Carti-er I'm in them Nike Airs 2500 nigga, call them Nikes rare See them niggas hating, but I don't really care Gold bottles coming, tell them bitches light flares Snow on my wirst call that Roley big bear Nigga see it in the light though (woo!) Ric Flair [Chorus: Tyga] Uhh, when I switch lanes, Phantom doors swing Arm out the window screaming "Money ain't a thang" Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain Been around the world, all the hoes know my name Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Miss that automatic bang, bang, bang [Verse 6: The Game] Pull up at the barbershop, chop the top off the Phantom Bitches screaming A, we ain't nowhere near Atlanta Maybe she a rockstar, maybe she a sinner Fucking with them lottery balls, now she a winner I'm all in that Virginia, I mean that vagina Get lost in that pussy, nigga you will never find me Eat it like lasagna, eat it like E-Honda Shout out my nigga Breezy and beat it like Rihanna [Chorus: Tyga] Uhh, when I switch lanes, Phantom doors swing Arm out the window screaming "Money ain't a thang" Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain Been around the world, all the hoes know my name Call it automatic bang, bang, bang Miss that automatic bang, bang, bang