Tyga – Maykherkhum Lyrics

“Maykherkhum by Tyga”

Yeah, I make her
Yeah, I make her c–, make her c–, make her c–
Yeah, I make her c–
You make her run
Goddamit, Dupri

Yeah, make her c– with my tongue, I don’t use the teeth (Nah)
She said f— that dinner, I got somethin’ you could eat (Yeah)
Emoji with the peach, use my face as a seat (Ah)
Squeegee with the leak as she stand on top of me (Yah)
And she got that big booty like your auntie
Natasha, ride me, baby like it when it cream
It’s melt, melt, meltin’ (Yeah), pop, poppin’ on the bean (Yeah)
Straight up, 12 o’clock, your lil’ hands on my c— (Woah, woah)
Put that grease in that pot, it’s gon’ pop when it’s hot
When I blow, get you knocked, make your friend come and swap
She said, “Baby, kiss me,” I told that b—- just what I’m not
I f— her real good, check my pocket for my knot

I make her c–, make her c–, make her c– (Yeah), make her
I make her c–, make her c–, make her c– (Yeah), make her
I make her c–, make her c–, make her c– (Yeah), make her
I make her c– (Yeah), you make her run (Yeah, hah)

You a b—- n—- (You)
Lil’ d— Rick n—- (You)
I’m a rich n—- (Me)
Big d—, slip in her (Her)
You make your b—- bitter (Woah)
When I’m with her, she get tender
I’m a c— ripper
Wrist glitter, Cris’ sipper (Yeah)
Strip tipper
Crop a n—- out a picture (Take that)
She a toss
So the homie call her Flipper (Woo)
She f—– a boss
And you not a boss, n—- (Nope)
Sip liquor
Nip slip, slip in her
She ride for my angle
Grippin’ on her ankle
Squirtin’ on the blanket
Don’t be tryna fake it
I know you can take it
You can laser, you can shave it
If it’s trimmed, I’ll take it
Hold my tongue on your c—
Make that s— go brazy
Pop, pop, poppin’ on your bean
Make that s— scream
And you down for anything
ATM, yeah, anything (Damn)
We can make a scene, watch another scene
Let it drip
Melt out like ice cream

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I make her c–, make her c–, make her c– (Yeah), make her
I make her c–, make her c–, make her c– (Yeah), make her
I make her c–, make her c–, make her c– (Yeah), make her
I make her c– (Yeah), you make her run (Hah)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Once you make a woman c–, real hard, once you make a woman say, “Ooh,” no matter how bad you f—– up, no matter what you do wrong, no matter what you say, no matter what you do, as long as you say, “I’m sorry,” she will listen to your story. And that’s the truth. That’s the God’s honest truth. It is the truth.

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