[Intro: Tyga]
League of Starz
Shorty got the best ever
God dammit, Dupri, God dammit

[Chorus: Tyga]
Shorty got the best head ever
And I can tell that you on your way to the top
Shorty got the best head ever
I'm fucking with you, I'm fucking with you, oh

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Ain't nothing to a man, scale on a digit
When I do it gotta do it way different
No shit like 1-9 trippin'
Never had a cab in my city
Bitches all in my air, you fucking with me
'Cause-'Cause ain't shit realer
Crazy on my line, run the game like Pepe
Young n***a gotta get it (Haha)
She know she can get it, but I be fucking with her cold
Want a slick thim A1, get my young day gone
Shots of that Patron, Henny had me all gone
Tell them bitches come get some
It ain't fun if the homies can't get none, uh
Tell her relax and pour more up and don't throw up
Or ride dolo and get no dough, you know what
Bro, I got a lot of dough
And I can make you my money ho
[Chorus: Tyga]
Shorty got the best head ever
And I can tell that you on your way to the top
Shorty got the best head ever
You know I'm fucking with you
I let you know I'm fucking with you
Got the best head ever
And you just wanna play, make your way to the top
Shorty got the best head ever
Let you know I'm fucking with you, I'm fucking with you, oh oh

[Verse 2: The Game]
I got a bitch named Superhead, she give super head
Just moved in the building, even gave the super head
I got big guns, that's bitch super legs
So play Superman and we gon' play moving chairs
Off with your head, n***a, you don't really want it
Blood Money, Last Kings, that bullshit we on it
That long bread we got it, that Rolls Royce we in it
The bitches we got bad so no cars get tinted
No cars get rented, got the Masi' all Schmurda'd out
La Familia, the clique that you heard about
20 bottles, n***a, couple million follow, n***a
Red rag, gold chain, bet your girl swallow, n***a
Cîroc to the head, she gon murder the whole case
Pass her the Hookah 'cause he gon' puff like the old Mase
Make a n***a wanna empty out the whole safe
Nutting on her whole face, swear to God
[Chorus: Tyga & Eric Bellinger]
Shorty got the best head ever
And I can tell that you on your way to the top
Shorty got the best head ever
You know I'm fucking with you
I let you know I'm fucking with you
Got the best head ever
And you just wanna play, make your way to the top (Oh)
Shorty got the best head ever
Let you know I'm fucking with you (Eric B), I'm fucking with you, oh oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Eric Bellinger]
I don't know what you call that
When you make my toes curl and my eyes roll back
Keep doin' it to me, yeah (Doin' it to me)
Just keep doin' it to me, uh (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby girl, tell your n***a fall back
You already on your knees so I let you crawl back
After givin' it to me (Don't tell him)
He ain't gotta know you givin' it to me (Yeah)
So when you leave here, stop at the 7/11, get some Listerine strips
Suckin' the jewels, I'ma crown you on your queen shit
Killin' it, baby (Girl, you killin')
Make a n***a wantin' to spillin' it, baby (Girl, you killin')
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, she got the best head ever
Shawty got, uh, best head ever, best head ever, oh
[Chorus: Tyga & Eric Bellinger]
Shorty got the best head ever (Ayy)
And I can tell that you on your way to the top
Shorty got the best head ever
You know I'm fucking with you
I let you know I'm fucking with you
Got the best head ever
And you just wanna play, make your way to the top
Shorty got the best head ever
Let you know I'm fucking with you, I'm fucking with you, oh oh