Yung Turk Hook: I got a particular taste When I want it I want it my way I got a particular taste Big Boss finna run this place I got a particular taste She gotta know how to move that waist I got a particular taste I gotta, I gotta particular taste Verse: Muhfucker I’m picky But some of my decisions are risky Down a bottle of whisky Blowin' smoke in the air like a chimney Bad chick name Chrissy In the middle of party getting frisky Now my life getting tricky Got some people coming after my millies, damn I don't really fuck with that, no I’m just tryna make my stacks, grow Flow so hot boutta start a camp fire But I ain't talking bout Camp Lazlo Make her sing like Soprano Boutta make her hit that high note Like whoah, I’m with my dogs I wanna bone, call all yo friends and bring em' along I’m in my muhfuckin zone I do my own thing but I keep ten toes That's gon work out for these shows I go round the globe, and come back all of this dough But I need some more I’m not tryna flex, but I’m getting more than before Throw it all up, watch it fall to the floor Copping a lot when I walk in the store cuz Hook: I got a particular taste When I want it, I want it my way I got a particular taste Big Boss finna run this place I got a particular taste She gotta know how to move that waist I got a particular taste I got a, I got a particular taste I got a particular taste When I want it I want it my way I got a particular taste Big Boss finna run this place I got a particular taste She gotta know how to move that waist I got a particular taste I got a, I got a particular taste 1:44 Verse 2: As I got a lit bit of cake My taste kinda changed Now I like finer thangs J.G. Wentworth I want it now Did a show with the gang and we sold it out And I’m waiting on the day I can surf the crowd Use to not know my name now they know it now She give good brain but she’s flunking out And they try to ride my wave but I sunk the bow Huh, woo! They fuck with the kid Thats cuz they know we be lit Oo, yeah They hearing your song and they skip Thats cuz you flop like a fish They say that boy Turk is tasteful They way I slay beats is graceful If u can’t do it I’m able I give your girl a new facial! Hook: I got a particular taste When I want it, I want it my way I got a particular taste Big Boss finna run this place I got a particular taste She gotta know how to move that waist I got a particular taste I got a, I got a particular taste
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