MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
young thug - with that
[Young Thug]
Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
Pop me a Xanny I'm fast
I'm so fast, I'm so faster than Sonic man
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
My money stack tall like Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out
and be through with that
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
[Young Thug]
Yes you not cool, no you not bool
I don't give no damn I'm not calling you boo
My bitch she a jewel
You can't prove a point, boy you know you so doomed
You know you so doomed
I swear I'm so lost with no clue
Don't know what to do
Over load, over load I over load on these niggas
Ain't know how to milk these cows
She made that dick grow now it's big like a tower
Yaow, front pockets filled up with bands, no bible
[Hook: Young Thug]
Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
Pop me a Xanny I'm fast
I'm so fast, I'm so faster than Sonic man
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
My money stack tall like Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out
and be through with that
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
[Mpa Duke]
Pull up, hop out on the block, they tuck in they tail
I go "Who the clan? "
Dressed in all black
I'm always on the road, just like a uber man
We wrappin' and sendin' them packs
Soon as they land we movin' em
Blame it on the Og's, they influenced me on everything
Count money nigga, I ain't just made money, nigga
I put lipstick on the rari, she say that's delicious
Who that is in that Crown Vic, he look suspicious (Shh)
I just jugged 100 pounds, I made a
[Hook: Young Thug]
Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
Pop me a Xanny I'm fast
I'm so fast, I'm so faster than Sonic man
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
My money stack tall like Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out
and be through with that
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
young thug - again
[Gucci Mane]
I'm pourin' fours and shit, I need to just pour the D'usse
Car cost four-hundred-thou' and I put a roof in
My nigga pot cook it so good he put his shoe in
Nigga, it's a gangsta party, why fuck is you in?
Headbussa microwave shit then take him to me
You know there's some straps in the club
they let my crew in
I might just do the Michael Vick man and cook it left hand
If you ain't talkin' 'bout buyin' grams then I'm a deaf man
I can make the dope do numbers, the Stacey Augmon
I told my bitch to dye her hair red like Dennis Rodman
If Gucci Mane got soo much money then why he robbin'?
We thirty deep, we come from the streets
nigga, we mobbin'
[Young Thug]
(it's Guwop), again
Thugger and Guwop, again
Chasin' that Guwop, again
That's my lil whoadie, again
We chasin that money baby, again
We fuckin' your hoe, again
And if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby
Pull up and pour it
I'mma go gold, let you know it
I got gold on my rolex
And I'm real bright like a poet
I look like a dope boy, I know it
I know I'm gonna win it like Floyd
I became an important lil' boy
Money long like a sock with some shorts
[Young Thug]
My bitch white and she brown like a port
Education is important, bookin' these dorks
I jumped off the porch and went north
Whipped you some dope full of narc-cotics
Ysl hardbody, I got bout 20 chickens in the lobby, baby
Ride It, ride It Kawasaki, saki
I don't speak english
I fuck that mouth, I'm not sexist
I'm the big homie I'm leakin
Stick to the streets like I'm cement
I don't need no change, you can keep it
I don't want your verse on my remix
No panties she my secret
Got a hunnid bands on me I'm cheesin'
Than a seagull, lookin' out like an eagle
[Young Thug]
(it's Guwop), again
Thugger and Guwop, again
Chasin' that Guwop, again
That's my lil whoadie, again
We chasin that money baby, again
We fuckin' your hoe, again
And if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby
Pull up and pour it
I'mma go gold, let you know it
I got gold on my rolex
And I'm real bright like a poet
I look like a dope boy, I know it
I know I'm gonna win it like Floyd
I became an important lil' boy
Money long like a sock with some shorts
young thug - best friend
[Intro]
Thugger!
Ysl for life, bitch
Yeah fuck you, your momma and everything else
Free the goat!
[Hook]
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next is
I'm gon' skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
Nigga livin' Ttg and everything is still on fleek
Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile cause she on fleek
Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek
Hey-yeah!
[Verse 1]
Take them boys to school, swagonometry
Bitch I'm bleeding bad, like a bumble bee
Hold up! Hold it, hold it, nigga proceed
I'ma eat that booty just like groceries
Eat on that coochie, lay that bitch down like "let's do it"
No Tiger bitch, eat that wood, eat that wood
Supplier, bitch, I got pistols, no wood
I want them tacos that are Meagan Good
Helicopter choppin' with the buzz
Stuff them racks inside them if they nudge
Bang that other side, nigga curb
And my reefer louder than a speaker
Yeah my niece is hanging with The Beatles
If you ever find her, better keep her
Thirty seven cameras for the sneakers
Goin' out like awesome Beanie Sigel
Send a cup, I can't wait to mistreat 'em
Forcin' your ho, I can't wait to mislead 'em
And beat 'em, they ain't my people
[Hook]
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next is
I'm gon' skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
Nigga livin' Ttg and everything is still on fleek
Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile cause she on fleek
Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek
Hey-yeah!
[Verse 2]
Let me tell you how I spent a couple hundreds today
I done cut back on that lean, I'm on that Hen' and D'ussé
Don't do no talkin' when you see him, you better shoot in his face
I got a hundred bitches that can't wait to replace
Michael Jackson nigga, Thugger Jackson moon walkin'
The S. L. I. M. E. army tool shopping
Me a horny goat, I'm boolin' at the bull stop
No I can't get arrested cause I'm talkin' bout my necklace
I'mma put that bitch in the buck, I'm a dog, let? s get stuck
My lil' sister Dora eat them Lucky Charms and give me luck
Waddup cus? Here yo' cup, call my Bloods, bring my bup
Your crew suck, don't got bucks, these ain't drugs nigga
[Hook]
That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'
Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next is
I'm gon' skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me
And that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend
Nigga livin' Ttg and everything is still on fleek
Bad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile cause she on fleek
Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek
Hey-yeah!
young thug - check
I can see that bullshit from a mile away
You can stack my money bout a mile away
I got three white bitches like it's powder day
Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei
And all my bitches sexy, call them Barbies
She lookin' back like I'm flexin', baby no way
And lately, I been on that D'usse, yee
Got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah-yeah!)
Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
Money in my pants, I got money I call change
20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
Big hunna Thugga, screamin' bring back Gucci Mane, hey!
If I need some racks, I'mma flip me some packs
I talk like I want and she don't say nothin' back
If cops pull up, I put that crack in my crack
Or I put that brack in my brack
Call little shawty, made her fuck on my brodie
If you don't owe me, bitch, still act like you owe me
I promise I won't ever quit, bitch I'm Kobe
And I wear that white, you can snow me
Stoner Young Thugger
I whip it, that bitch, yeah, she know me Young Thugger
Yeah, she shinin' like butter
The bitch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler
Leave it to Beaver
I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him
Yeah, they all wanna greet him
They pull down they pants and they all wanna eat him, uh
No, they won't tease on that dick
They won't read on that dick, they won't leash on that dick
Don't Felicia that dick, Mamacita that dick
They gon' snitch on that dick
And she screamin' loud, she can't secret that dick
Mama a beast on that dick
If she bad, I'm gon' and Four Season that bitch
Eat that lil bitch, I'mma feast that lil bitch, mm
Got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah-yeah!)
Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
Money in my pants, I got money I call change
20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
Big hunna Thugga, screamin' bring back Gucci Mane, hey!
Bitch I'm a Migo, I play with kilo
When I put ice on, I am Sub-Zero
All of my niggas, they hard, call 'em beetles
Niggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger and reagles
Droppin' the top on the Bentley, I'm with the Birdman, yeah the eagle
Geeked out my mind, man I'm tripping out, I don't know none of these people
Hey my little shawty, go get me a four and bring back me a liter
Yes, I got threats, I'm not worried bout that
They know they can get wet and I swear I done
Got me a check, I got a check
Got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (yeah, yeah-yeah!)
Young like, baby baby baby, I need racks
Baby baby, baby baby baby, I need racks
Baby baby, baby baby baby, I want racks
Baby baby, baby baby baby, I need racks, hey!
young thug - danny glover
Nicki Minaj:
I got somethin' for you lookin ass niggas
Week and a half, I'mma be in that ass... pause
It's like I'm working on an album
and a mixtape at the same motherfucking time!
Young Thug:
Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her
I'mma save her, yes, like Danny Glover
I'mma call my partner 'fore I fuck her mother
I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other
Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches
For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists
Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits
Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets
Young Thug:
Who the fuck told you that Young Thugger Thugger don't fuck up the beat?
I got six cars and I also got rentals and all of 'em tinted
No, I'm not Nipsey, not from L.A., but I got keys to the city
I fuck it, I suck it, I beat it down, then she beat me to the ceilin'
Stoner my lifestyle, I'm livin' too wild
I came to make you proud, that money keep her around
In love with her head, I can't turn it down
Can't wait for my time to come back around
She see that you don't got Lil Haiti's style
Plus I just seen Snoop on Girls Gone Wild
I just bought a Bentley and a bitch came with it
Young rich nigga hittin' million dollar licks
Balling in New York like a motherfucking Knick
You better have them racks, you ever want to hear me spit
And everywhere I go I got a pass like the staff
I'm goin' off top like a motherfuckin' lay up
357, six shots like Al
I left ten bands in a motherfuckin' cab
Nicki Minaj:
Every time I come out I ain?t never with no new bitches
These bitches is stealing, I'mma sue bitches
Dripping down his dick, this pussy too vicious
Every time I fuck him I say "Whose is it?"
Who the fuck tell 'em that they was like Nicki? Oh no, bitches didn't!
I'mma give bitches a minute of shine then I'll tell 'em good riddance
To raise a child, it might take a village
But I wouldn't know cause these bitches my sons; yes, they was, and they still is
Gave him the kitten, now that nigga smitten
Told him to hop in my foreign and then I said "No, I'm just kiddin'!"
Hell of a livin', you bitches on chitlins
When I come out of my mansion I sprinkle some bread to the pigeons
Bitches is lyin', they lyin', they lyin', they lie in they bio
So I ain't fuckin' with chickens unless I got pico de gallo
Girls is plottin', what more could they steal?
Tell Justin Timberlake that I am comin for Jessica Biel
Bitch I'm a star-rah, you niggas, I holla tomarrah
Doors go up cause I am too rich to cop a Gallardo
No regular doors, on Aventadors
Painted it pink just so I could take pictures while you rented yours
Hell of a ticket, hell of a price
I want it, I get it, I wire the money, I never think twice
I am not gay, but lesbi precise
Cause if she pretty, then watch it cause I'mma be fuckin' ya wife
Young Thug:
I knew I was gonna run my money up and everybody didn't
All these niggas pussy niggas, tellin' on they partner
Hope the pussy nigga get a bigger sentence
Pussy nigga play, I'm coming back with the K
And I'mma shoot that motherfucker 'til he livid
Bitches wanna see a nigga thumb through it fast
I'mma name myself Young Thugga tenant
100 bands at a time
I fronted you bands, but you
I don't like using profanity but the Young Thugger will cut you
All of my cups are muddy
I fuck my bitches' buddies
I just want nut like Buddy
All of my bitches buddies
Panamera with the tinted roof
All the niggas dogs goin', "Roof"
Top notch shawty, nigga ring came with karats
Young nigga rich, jewelry colder than the attic
If she ain't a virgin then that bitch is only average
I can't even hear ya, baby, get rid of the static
I can't learn a bitch, but I learned mathematics
I just ball her down whenever she call my pattern
young thug - digits
[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger! YSL for life
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits..
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin'
You can lose your life but it gon' keep goin'
Why not risk life when it's gon' keep goin'?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we...
[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I'm leanin' like I'm on a 5th of the Henny
I talk lots of shit like my bitches and digits
They didn't know me well so I left 'em with wishes
You know its a drought when you grind and can't flip it
I'm livin' big, I swear to God I'm Liu Kang kickin'
Montana
Mama gon' slime, hustle
Dopeboy, hair grey like a grandma
You know my ice blingin', light up just like a candle
Rollie pollie, I can control shawty like a channel
My racks are squeakin', I'm not fartin'
I hop in that 'Rari, I crank up like Warren
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin'
You can lose your life but it's gon' keep goin'
Why not risk life when it's gon' keep goin'?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we...
[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We run through them bitches, we run through the hundreds
I roll in the Bentley, I'm talkin' the drama shit
Me and my niggas gon' fuck up the summer yeah
This summer we pullin' the numbers yeah
Feelin' like Meechy, I'm feelin' like Meechy
I jump out that 'Ghini and lift up the door
Pass it, they ballin' and we say we ballin'
And somebody please tell me what is the score
Woah, woah, woah, somebody please tell me what is the score
We up by 30, that money is dirty
Them bricks in the ceilin', a mil in the floor
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin'
You can lose your life but it's gon' keep goin'
Why not risk life when it's gon' keep goin'?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we...
[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
I'ma move me some dope like I'm Future
I'ma go in that bitch with a ruler
I'ma toast me a nigga like Strudels
I'ma keep a red flag cause I'm boolin'
I know some roller spaces, I could deul it
Yeah, yeah I'm screamin' oh my god like Cooly
When I snort it, I feel like I was aborted
If I ever die, he better drop his first
I've been gettin' money before the music, fuck Pandora
I can do this shit when I get bored
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin'
You can lose your life but it's gon' keep goin'
Why not risk life when it's gon' keep goin'?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we...
[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money
young thug - drippin 039
[Intro]
Thugger
What do you want from me?
ItÂ?s Ysl until we dead you know, I understand
I know
[Verse 1]
He geeked on beat
2 freaks I just geeked Sk Kel-Tech Xpd
Og off codeine, need more lean
Need more weed to proceed
I know B's, I throw B's, tall P's
I know Pirus I know nine deuce
If I call 'em they gon' kill it too
Call Duke, we gon' shoot
Yea, Thugger took it too
Livin' bulletproof, if I was you I would be mad too
Good shooter, I'ma good shooter
And if I wanna see some titties I go eat at Hooters
Yeah, yeah, I could be your teacher cause I got a ruler
My dad ate hunters for 30 years
and they call him cougar, yeah
I got ice baby fuck your jeweler, yaow
I got ice baby, fuck your jeweler, oh
I sip Actavis straight out the cooler
Girl you know it, I'll do ya
I give you head, I want your Medusa
I need it, I need it (yeah)
I need it, I need it (yeah)
I need it, I need it (yeah)
Turn me up, I need it, I need it (yeah)
[Interlude]
You don't know thing about me okay?
Leave me alone man I just want the money
I get back with you when I'm done, okay?
[Hook]
Listen up, aye
I done spent about a
I done spent about a hundred bands on her nigga
Woah I'm comin', comin'
I'm comin' in your lane ready to clash with you nigga
Big 6, yeah 6
6 golds in my mouth like an Old English can lil nigga
I wrote my verse with 3 bars like
an Adidas Stan Smith nigga
[Verse 2]
Nigga, nigga, nigga
Didn't I tell you bout playin' with Ysl?
Nigga, nigga, nigga
Didn't I tell you bout playin' with Lil Jeff?
Why you playin'?
Swear to God I got 100 blues, 100 reds, 100 blacks
on my 'rate belt
Niggas spent two bands
on some Maison Margiela, pussy nigga watch your step
Bangin' big B's fuck a Bentley
Do 150 just because they think it's rented
Bitches from the north, south, east, west, we got plenty
New Uncle Luke inside your town with way more riches
Make me, make me nut and get some new Indian Remy
Make me, make me bleed, swear to God, l
eave a nigga drippin'
Drip, I'm drippin' from the start to the finish nigga
Drip, I'm drippin' with my niggas and these bitches nigga
Drip, I got some raf simons on, no trippin' nigga
Drippin', dick-dick-dick, keep on drippin' nigga
Dick on a stick, got her drippin' nigga
Dick with my clique got her drippin' nigga
Dick on her lips don't kiss it (oh drippin')
Jump, at it ribbit ribbit (drippin')
[Hook]
I done spent, I done
I done spent about a hundred bands on her nigga
Woah I'm comin', comin'
I'm comin' in your lane ready to clash with you nigga
Big 6, yeah 6
6 golds in my mouth like an Old English can lil nigga
I wrote my verse with 3 bars
like an Adidas Stan Smith nigga
young thug - flaws
I be the Thugga
Who are you?
I don't know, I don't know
Ay, ay
Rosé goin' right inside the kitchen
I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition
I find out like two weeks ago that I was pimp
I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp
Man I do it, put that shit on everything she know I do it
Fuck that work I might not do it (Psyche!)
Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it
My clothes they by Elizabeth Taylor baby
Fuck on your lil bitch and get to moving with the skaters baby
I can go around the bitch like equators baby
And I feel free like the mothafuckin' nature baby
That lil bitch fit the description like a blazer baby
And she from L. A. just like the mothafuckin' Laker baby
Imma fire shots off like I know Brian Nichols
I just might ride or die for my niggas
They talkin' life sentence I'll try with my niggas
And I will beat trial with my niggas
How you gon' eye my niggas?
Tell me, how you gon' try my niggas?
How you goin' back and forth 'bout my niggas?
Flaws and all my nigga
Flaws and all, fell in wit my dawgs
Flaws and all, even with my paw
Versace drawers for your broad
Flaws and all
Rosé goin right inside the kitchen
I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition
I find out like two weeks ago that I was pimp
I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp
Man I do it, put that shit on everything she know I do it
Fuck that work I might not do it (Psyche!)
Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it
Tell me how you see a nigga take the spots, and knock a nigga straight off his spots
I mean how the fuck you think you gon beat the Thugger
Defeat the Thugger, Don't bleach Young Thugger
I mean how the fuck, you'll need the Thugger
You'll please the Thugger, you'll eat the Thugger
No leasing Thugger, yeah, No leasing Thugger
The bitch so clean it's a shame no one love her
Yeah, never love these bitches
When I ran my' money up I started duckin' these bitches
She eat the dick so much, I ain't never seen the bitch in the mofuckin' kitchen
Baby I love you, in a house full of grown folks, baby I love you
Swear to God, you my bread & butter
You can get my all if the Feds destroy us
I'ma keep my feet in these streets
Like a "d" we can go straight overseas
Put purple in my brain just like a leaf
If the bitch got class, yea she can come with me
I ain't gotta tell these hoes, they know I'm prince of the city
I just might pull up with bad bitches and take em to the trenches
Rosé goin right inside the kitchen
I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition
I find out like two weeks ago that I was pimp
I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp
Man I do it, put that shit on everything she know I do it
Fuck that work I might not do it (Psyche!)
Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it
Flaws and all, fell in wit my dawgs
Flaws and all, even with my paw
Versace drawers for your broad
Flaws and all
young thug - floyd mayweather
Aye, aye
This real talk turn shit, swear to God
We just don't call this shit drink, you know I'm sayin'?
Aye, aye
Lil bitch, you ridin' niggas dicks like a bitch, dam
Lil bitch, you ridin' niggas dicks like a bitch
I got, six brand new foreigns on my wrist (on my wrist)
I got six Forgiatos on my fist (on my first)
I got fifty foreign hoes on my dick
I'mma nut in all 'em hoes, lets have some chicks, aye (ooh)
Nigga tried to hit a lick and missed
Tried to run then I caught him like a fish
I'mma catch his ass with the whole clip
I'mma beat they ass up like Ron Artest
Pussy nigga ran like a miss
I got your bitch up under water tryna kiss, aye
Hammer gon' shit and take a piss, aye
We done fucked her legs and fucked her face, woah
I'm sellin' purple rain, RIP to Prince
When I was behind the fence they treated me like a prince
So much jewelry on her pussy gettin' tense
1017 the ones you don't wanna diss
And you can never be like 'Wop you little snitch
You make me mad, I have a threesome with your bitch
I'm from costa east Atlanta, yeah the 6
I make one brick turn to two, I know a trick
Don't walk and limp my chopper is my walkin' stick
VVS's hit all (?) on neck (yeah-yeah)
Chop the top off that Stringray Corvette (yeah)
Two bitches with me, they on molly, they on X (yeah)
Took my foreign to the club, pulled in a vip
Took some ho to the hotel, made 'em strip
She sucked me loose I had to give that bitch a tip (yeah-yeah)
Everybody smashed that ho, that bitch the (?) (yeah-yeah)
I done got that pack boy then I dip, Europe
You gave 25,000 dollars on a trip
I just-I just found out rats could use they lips (yeah)
I got, I got, I got me a thirty round clip
I got one in the head, thirty one rounds on my hip (yeah)
Aye, okay, Lil Dora said I was born with a skill
My lawyer say it's guaranteed when he appeal (yeah)
I got a bad bitch wit' me and yeah she strip
Shake it, I tip
I sip, I dip (it's lit)
Grip, I drip
I killed, I
All I eat is lean no lie and pills (oh my God)
Put that, put that in my girl (straight up)
Makin' porno videos and takin' stills
Turn that, turn that to a film (drip)
Yeah anywhere we go (yeah)
I bring the snow
I fill your nose (straight up)
Ether, howdy my mamacita?
Stay away Lucifer, she sexy in that all white beater (yeah)
Dynamite no whine up
Have you fly from India, have you fly from China
I won't feel you honestly, strap up for these nighters
I'm in Vegas spendin' thousand with my chips
I can't love these bitches, fell in love the rip
I was doin' this shit just for my peers
I would put inside my blood, my sweat, my tears
Do this shit all on my own, don't need no deal
Diamonds flawless 'round my neck, gave me a chill
Lately I've been flyin' on them Lear
Flyin' cross the world, these bitches killin' me
Flood her bank account with bands cause she feelin' me
Nigga cash on delivery
If it's a snake on my clothes then it's double G
I don't like police hoes, ain't no cuffin' me
All my diamonds dancin' like they Bruce Lee
Check out my smile I got some new teeth
Pop a molly now I'm in the fuckin' air
Cloud nine and I'm smokin' like the fuckin' barrel
We at the club port, you niggas never there
I wouldn't even care, lil bitch that's how it is
I do it for my fam, 20 racks on gifts
Bitch we blowin' gas, roll me up a spliff
Now what you think a young nigga grindin' for?
I sip it till I sleep, might overdose
She made it out the hood and left that dope bowl
Get them bricks from my momma, she got truck loads
Fuck you mean you get it from your man main ho? Yeah
Diamonds all on my chin, diamonds all on my fork
Piercin' in my nose, diamond in my nose
Giuseppe open toes, diamonds on my toes
I just got a family pack of Jimmy Choos, damn
I just bought a chopper and I'm ready to use it, damn
I got a lot of bitches comin' by the twos
I got a lot of bitches, Balmain buy a few
Big di-diamonds but we call 'em jewels
All these racks think I sell dog foods
I spend thousand on my fuckin' shoes
Pull up in this Ave, it cost the Christian Loubes
Nigga watch your mouth, we ain't fuckin' cool
Boy you sell the molly, that's a fuckin' fool
Take this shit out and shoot
young thug - free gucci
Yeah (yeah!)
Metro
(Swirling cup of ice)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Metro boomin want some more nigga)
Hey, hey, hey
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Everything gucci, bitch I'm good
Bitch I'm blood, bitch I'm good
Bitch I'm hood
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Bitch I'm good, bitch I'm blood
Bitch I'm blood, bitch I'm blood
Everything is gucci, everything is gucci
Every time I had a strap I swear I used it
Diamonds wet like her coochi
Plenty fightin' like hadoken
Bitch, up in the house tonight
If you don't want it left, get it right
Put another two steps with the bright
All my bitches like me, they be boolin', no dyke
Twin turbo, made thugga thugga lap a nigga twice
You got 50 whole bands, got damn, want a rapper for the night
Harry potter with a broom
Drinkin' on lean, eatin' shrooms
Ridin' 'round with ma, no pum'
Thugger boost, a nigga car go "zoom"
Fast mothafucka, pull up in the coupe, blowin' hash, mothafucka
50 Thousand dollar dogtag, mothafucka
I wanna fuck your cat, no jag, mothafucka
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Everything gucci, bitch I'm good
Bitch I'm blood, bitch I'm good
Bitch I'm hood
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Bitch I'm good, bitch I'm blood
Bitch I'm blood, bitch I'm blood
Blood in, blood out
Pull up, drop top viper
Cuz in, cuz' out
Blue suit followed by a sniper
It don't matter what you bang, real niggas got stains
Phantom hoggin' two lanes, dang, dang, bang, bang
Chief keef is my nigga, lil durk, my nigga
Three hundred thousand in my pocket
Got damn I got some with 'em, diamonds all in my chain
They ain't come from johnny dang
I might rob johnny dang
That's how slimin' maintains
Metro boomin, metro thuggin
Nigga might get to sluggin' if he muggin'
Nigga might buy a rollie just to flood it
Nigga got two cups and they're muddy
Drop your bitch off and fuck on her buddy
Pull it out her mouth and put it in her butt
Young bitch clean, it ain't come out muddy
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Everything gucci, bitch I'm good
Bitch I'm blood, bitch I'm good
Bitch I'm hood
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Bitch I'm good, bitch I'm blood
Bitch I'm blood, bitch I'm blood
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Everything gucci, bitch I'm good
Bitch I'm blood, bitch I'm good
Bitch I'm hood
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Everything gucci, everything gucci
Bitch I'm good, bitch I'm blood
Bitch I'm blood, bitch I'm blood
young thug - future swag
Thugga
Yeah it's that cash talk
Slatt Slatt Slatt
I fuck on your baby mama
I fuck on your baby mama
Let's fuck on your baby mama
Cause I wanna fuck on your baby mama
Some head from your baby mama
I need some brain from your baby mama
The head from your baby mama
I need me some brain from your baby mama
Lil mama she wet like a boat, a boat
Lil mama, she wet like a boat
Lil mama she wet like a boat, a boat
Lil mama, she wet like a boat
Lil mama, she ready for war
She ready for dick in her ass and her throat
Lil mama she wet for the faculty
Lil mama, she ready, she after me
Gon' do it, gon' do it
Gon' do it, they way too influenced
I do it, I do it, I'm the goat I'm the motherfuckin' mule
I do it, I don't know the president but I got pull
I do it, the only thing I see is red like a bull
That purple label all up under my garments
They tourin', I fuck on that bitch in the back of the tour
I feed her that molly she put it right there on her tongue
You call me Osama I'm passin' hundreds to the bombs
I'm passin' hundreds to the bond nigga
You know thats nothin' but two crumbs nigga
The finger lickin' and my palms itchin'
I'm dead fresh, fuck a prom nigga
I'm on yo' ass like some thongs, nigga
I'm brand new just born, nigga
I'm gettin' hundreds like a foreign nigga
You know we chargin' like Dodge nigga
I fuck on your baby mama
I fuck on your baby mama
Let's fuck on your baby mama
Cause I wanna fuck on your baby mama
Some head from your baby mama
I need some brain from your baby mama
The head from your baby momma
I need me some brain from your baby mama
Lil mama she wet like a boat, a boat
Lil mama, she wet like a boat
Lil mama she wet like a boat, a boat
Lil mama, she wet like a boat
Lil mama, she ready for war
She ready for dick in her ass and her throat
Lil mama she work for the faculty
Lil mama, she ready, she after me
I won't hear you scream if you rich
I'm never gon' go out like Meech
I know that I look like a lick
I chop off your tongue, ya dig
A solid foundation the nation
Believe this shit started in the basement
My uncle that died is amazin'
You see all the looks on my faces
I see all them racks on ya' cases
We send them to a better place
We send them boys to meet their maker
I'm goin' up skyscraper
I think my dogs with my neighbors
Your kids seen me on cable, and
I'm drinkin' syrup, nigga maple (lean)
Hurry up where the gates at
She ain't nothin' I can't cake that
This is only where the apes at
All you lame niggas stay back (move)
Switchin' lanes in the Maybach (skrt)
Hit the motor like a play back
Brand new Rollie and the face black
I fuck on your baby mama
I fuck on your baby mama
Let's fuck on your baby mama
Cause I wanna fuck on your baby mama
Some head from your baby mama
I need some brain from your baby mama
The head from your baby mama
I need me some brain from your baby mama
Lil mama she wet like a boat, a boat
Lil mama, she wet like a boat
Lil mama she wet like a boat, a boat
Lil mama, she wet like a boat
Lil mama, she ready for war
She ready for dick in her ass and her throat
Lil mama she work for the faculty
Lil mama, she ready, she after me
young thug - gangster shit
Did you pray today?
Did you pray today?
I could dick you down on some gangster shit
Did you pray today?
I could put you down on the gangster shit
I could put you down with some gangster shit
Did you pray today?
Did you have a baby?
You got ventilation
Her sex is amazin'
She like penetratin'
I'll leave that pussy achin'
Thugger!
I was bangin', servin' rocks inside my classes
Big pimpin', you can send it up, just fax it
I was fresh, every day like it was my last day
These politics, they're tryna lock me up and latch it
These politics, they're tryna bop me, but I'm savage
For every bitch that tried to diss me, I'm not average
I told my mom I want some green, ain't talkin' cabbage
These bitches backstabbin' and these niggas done turned to addicts
They ridin' 'round geeked up out their mind
Soon as they come down, ain't got a fuckin' dime
Where that nigga that raised you? That's a whole other story
Her nigga's diamonds like glaciers, seven rings on me like Horry
I flood my wifey with them VVs and that CC
I swear to God I've been so fresh ever since little league
My old lady know all these girls are tryna steal me
Steal, yeah
Check out my diamonds, I'ma shine until they feel me
They put them teeth inside my mouth and then she healed me
All these pussy niggas really small, lily
Yeah she put that pussy on my log, ooh-wee
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I could dick you down on some gangster shit
I could dick you down on some gangster shit
I could put you down on some gangster shit
I could have you ridin' round with gangsters, shit
I could talk to [?], she's a gangsta bitch
I can talk to Ralo, he a gangsta nigga
Yeah, I done popped the top, that's a gangsta lit
650 thou', that's a gangsta lick
Runnin' circles, on these niggas
Drinkin' color purple, on these niggas
Ayyy, I'ma take off runnin', on these bitches
When hungry, I fill up my tummy, with these riches
When I'm servin' you, homie, when I'm servin' you
Gotta keep the tool on me, gotta keep the tool
Her booty lookin' plummy, plummy
These lil' niggas lookin' bummy, bummy
If I say, "Come on," you know she comin', comin'
OG Kush, it's smellin' like a junkie, junkie
These fuck niggas, they done bought my drugs
They'll have you lookin' like a man in debt
You see I'm out here
I could dick you down on some gangster shit
I could dick you down on some gangster shit
I could put you down on some gangster shit
I could have you ridin' round with gangsters, shit
I could talk to [?], she's a gangsta bitch
I can talk to Ralo, he a gangsta nigga
Yeah, I done popped the top, that's a gangsta lit
650 thou', that's a gangsta lick
young thug - guwop
I done put 20 inside the Civic
I pull up on you and pop at your kid
I pull out your rocket and pop at your wig
I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch
Since I was a youngin', I been gettin' dough
I came right back in and I turn up the show
I want 'em Xans, they get me off
I put the V neck on my team, yeah
I dig everythin that you sayin'
I dig everythin' that you doin', too
I dig the way that you look at me
You dig the way that I look at you
I just wanna grab on your butt, but
The seat in the Benz, the Chanel Clutch
The FN give him a haircut
I roll up a seven of John Dutch
That big booty bounce on the dick and it broke
I don't gotta act like a gangsta and she know
My Backwood look like a pole
My Backwood look like a pole
I see 'em clouds of the smoke
I'mma blow clouds of the smoke
Pardon me, pardon my soul
Niggas they eatin' in broad day
In that hoe mouth like a Colgate
Keepin' that cold case, God, please give me that cold case
I don't want new friends, forgive me for all of my sins
I don't want to think about it, losin' all I wanna do, yeah, yeah
I done put 20 inside the Civic
I pull up on you and pop at your kid
I pull out your rocket and pop at your bitch
I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch
Since I was a youngin', I been gettin' dough
I came right back in and I turn up the show
I want 'em Xans, they get me off
I put the V neck on my team, yeah
Without the radio, it's 20 a show and that's fasho
I need that bacon, bitch, we buyin' dope, that's how it go
Like a Migos, rep that Freebandz
That 44., I could cook the dope with no stove
Pot on the floor
Pull up in that coupe shit, they like damn, where the roof went?
In the streets, they call me Jay Z, cause bitch, I got the blueprint
No nigga, I don't want no old hunnids, you know I want 'em blue strips
And I can't fuck you old hoes, I'm ballin' with my new bitch
Yeah
You dig that? 200,000 worth of chain and that's a fact
Got my name in this rap game by sellin' crack
Rest in peace to OG Double D, you did that, slime!
I done put 20 inside the Civic
I pull up on you and pop at your kid
I pull out your rocket and pop at your wig
I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch
Since I was a youngin' I been gettin' dough
I came right back in and I turn up the show
I want 'em Xans, they get me off
I put the V neck on my team, yeah
Shoot out the Coupe
Shoot out the roof
Pull up and smash on her
We don't got to put a bag on her
I took your hoe, ya dig?
I told a hoe to sit
Had big bells, midgets
Now you can say I got millions
Swam with the sharks, water
You be law and order
I be gettin' money every mornin': Tom Joyner
I heard you gettin' money, but you payin' em niggas extortin' ya
You pay for your fame and fortune
You pay for your fame and fortune
I am the plug, cordless
Pull up with blazers, Portland
I pay the neighbors to pick up the dope on they porches
I came from nickel, I came from nickels
My niggas don't know you, we don't fuck with you
Ive been in the system, I've been in a pickle
You dig me like shovels, I gotta fuck with ya
I done put 20 inside the Civic
I pull up on you and pop at your kid
I pull out your rocket and pop at your wig
I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch
Since I was a youngin', I been gettin' dough
I came right back in and I turn up the show
I want 'em Xans, they get me off
I put the V neck on my team, yeah
Hop in the private
This is a Lambo, not a hybrid
My wrist is a faucet
Feed 'em perkies, I'm the doctor
Draco, 100 round choppa
She got her eyes on me like binoculars
Count up this money, it's marvelous
Stall the bitch, I don't call the bitch
You better dig what I'm sayin'
I'mma kill you and your mans
Beat down the block like an amp
Goin' up like a skateboard on a ramp
Go buy a rollie and bust it
Talkin' that tough shit
But you know you not gon' bust shit
Look at my fashion
This is a Gucci rug, B
I'm trappin' and rappin'
Still got 'em babies in custody
My diamonds be dancin'
Live in a mansion
My life is lovely
And I am loyalty
Knock your ass off
Pay the lawyer fee
Shit can get ugly
I done put 20 inside the Civic
I pull up on you and pop at your kid
I pull out your rocket and pop at your bitch
I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch
Since I was a youngin', I been gettin' dough
I came right back in and I turn up the show
I want 'em Xans, they get me off
I put the V neck on my team, yeah
Pop at your bitch
young thug - halftime
[Intro]
Halftime, half a perc and half a zan make it halftime
Half a pint, pour up an eight, my nigga halftime
Tryna rob that stick turn his body in halftime (Yeahh)
[Verse 1]
Hit the streets and tear this bitch up like I'm Willie B
No Tennessee but the chain on my neck is a T
No Memphis Bleek, bitch I own the Roc not Jay Z, ya dig?
War Ready like Tracy T, ya dig?
Racks on racks on racks just might pull up in my Spider
All my diamonds black you can motherfuckin' knight 'em
All these pussy niggas whack, I'm a murk em every night'll
Pull up screamin' blat, got my motor out a Viper
Got 100 mil flat like my motherfuckin' idol
I might eat it, I might lick it, but I swear i'll never bite 'em
I swear every time I dress myself it go motherfuckin' viral
They say niggas stealin' swag, bring my shit back like recycles
I'mma asshole for some head
I don't know that ho, I act like she dead
Insurance on my money like a wreck
Every time I see her, she lick the cleavage
Fuck her on a $10,000 bed
I could never love her, fuck her
And suck my dick like Beavis no Butthead
Cocaine white like Justin Bieber bitch
I might show the racks and tease the bitch
I might want it but I don't need the bitch
I been flooded out my Jesus bitch
I want your pizza, Little Caesar's bitch
Ninth Ward, I buy my diesel bitch
I don't wanna talk and see a snitch
No teacher, we chalkin' shit
I pass the school, I pass by all the stallions
I just want that neck like a giraffe
I like fish in water, I'm a bear
175, I shave it like it's Nair
Lay out, watch the kids like a daycare
I don't play games, no I'm not the fair
I got Hot Wheels like a motherfuckin' chariot
Chanel Vintage but this shit is real
[Bridge]
Heyyy let's have a good time!
Heyy let's a have a very good time!!
[Verse 2]
I done figured this shit out
If you think you gone bite on my swag it's a virus
I don my swag and I pull up on bitches dressed in all white like Miley Cyrus
No, I'm not gay, I fuck bitches on bitches
I whip out she suck on my private (Suck it!)
Lil nigga play, I'mma catch her I bet I fold 'em like a wallet
I swear to God there's only one of me and these bitches 3D like a trolley
I'm walkin' through it like tons of the ones and these bitches grabbin on my phallus
Fuck nigga try me I swear to God lil whodie done pull up and pop at his noggin
Bitch I got water I look like I'm fresh from Hawaii
Having the time of my motherfuckin' life
I'm gonna buy everything I want, I can't think twice
You can turn off and be on my baby ice
As long as I live only one life
[Bridge]
young thug - harambe
Mafia!
Yeah, peep game, bitch, you know what I'm sayin'?
Level up! Yeah
Yeah peep game
Catch 'em down bad
Beat 'em with a bat, hashtag that
I call it New Jack, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I got a blue Jag
I make that cash talk
Bitch, I got a new house
You wanna get in, need a passcode nigga
Two twenty five on the dashboard, nigga
Stack it up and until you get that foreign, nigga
Stack it up and and then take care of your daughter, nigga
Stack it up and take care of your son, nigga
Stack it up and take care of that money
You know I ran it all up by myself
And now your bitch drinkin' cum nigga
My diamonds yellow like a corn nigga
Double R at the prom nigga
Skrt, skrt skrt
Got some hitters all of 'em my cuz nigga
Girl I know you love it
Love me, I know, I know you love me
You love me
Yeahh
Bentley with a nigga, bear killer nigga, back it up
Bands kill a nigga, fast wheel a nigga, back it up
Ape shit nigga, Godzilla, nigga, act up
Don't let your chick go Godzilla, bae, back it up
I just wanna have sex
I just wanna have a baby by you, girl
I just wanna go crazy about you, girl
Gon' make your nigga act crazy over you, girl
Ayy, cause you know I will
And I'm on a perky pill
This shit can get ugly for you
I'll pull up and bust your mama
I'll pull up and bust your brother
I'll aim at your fuckin' family
I'll aim at your whole clique
I'll aim at your mothafuckin' mama
I'll aim at your fuckin' dad
I'll aim at your daughter, son, nigga
I'll aim it at everything
I'll aim at the bag
I got devil inside of me
Got the devil inside me
God tryna provide me
But I'm tryna decide
Do we wanna leave the assignment?
Um okay I know you're frustrated bout a nigga and
Every time I take you through
I know I did a lot of sinnin'
I hope you still let me make it through
Just cause I got me a spot in LA
That don't mean I'ma change the crew
My bitch trying to figure out
How she can tell me to chill without changin' you
Fuck it, I'm changin' up on 'em
But my fans, not changin' on 'em
Makin' a band, I'm sangin' on 'em
Whip out that bag, syringin' on 'em
Hey, we lock that bitch out with no passcode
I bought her summer doors
Damn, she already had 'em though
Bentley with a nigga, bear killer nigga, back it up
Bands kill a nigga, fast wheel a nigga, back it up
Ape shit nigga, Godzilla, nigga, act up
Don't let your chick go Godzilla, bae, back it up
I just wanna have sex
I just wanna have a baby by you, girl
I just wanna go crazy about you, girl
Gon' make your nigga act crazy over you, girl
Ayy, cause you know I will
And I'm on a perky pill
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