Switch Lanes

By Tyga

On Hotel California

Released on March 2, 2013

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[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