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dj outta space - thug city pipemix كلمات الأغنية

[hook: ethan sacii]
thug city, thug city, thug city
thug city, thug city, thug city
we f-ck all these b-tches, b-tches kissin’ b-tches
we stack all these riches, we f-ck up the city
thug city, thug city, thug city
thug city, thug city, thug city
we f-ck all these b-tches, b-tches kissin’ b-tches
we stack all these riches, we f-ck up the city

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
cup with me, [?] with me, drugs with me
i was sellin’ gas when the zip was 4 50
pinky ring, balenciaga and them balmain jeans
f-ck you mean?
bought her double d’s
og double d, r.i.p
i show ’em ben franklin, when they wanna see id
park in the vip, walk in the vip
hot ’til i d-i-e
i bought a [?]
smokin’ raw papers, i don’t smoke swisher
styrofoam cup, it ain’t for liquor
el chapo, junior n-gga j [?]
and we don’t need a scale, we need a baby bottle

[verse 2: quavo]
i’m throwin’ 20,000 on these b-tches (racks, cash)
migos and outta sp-ce welcome to thug city
f-ck up the check, if you gettin’ it (aye)
i stack up the riches and go buy a bentley (skurt)
you know i’m the man in the city (yea)
got b-tches on b-tches, you know that they kissin’
i’m takin’ it back like a beeper (brrt)
i’m walkin’ on louboutin sneakers (red bottoms)
beat it up, beat it up, welcome to thug city, baby beat it like tina
i used to trap out the regal (trap)
he talkin’ that sh-t so we eat him (rah)
pipe it up, no [?] (nah)
i gave her some money that b-tch caught a fever (woo)
kickin’ dab like fever (dab)
do my own stunts, quavo knievel (woo)
bad b-tch named esha, [?]
dead people on dead people on the floor n-gga, bring the sweeper (money)
thug city, when the n-gga leave the club gotta go and get the nina

[verse 3: k camp]
i am not a local joker
poke her, while i’m playin’ poker
baby got that super soaker
f-ck her on the louie sofa
king of the north, i’ma carry the torch
been the big dawg since i hopped out the porsche
been the big dawg [?] know that i’m a savage
shot out the hoes that i’m f-ckin’ in magic
shot out to hoes, that be shakin’ the plastic
i know it’s real, i know when it’s real
dab, dab, k!ll, i still
[?]
my n-gga [?], just poured a 4 up
yeah b-tch, you know what

[verse 4: nephew texas boy]
gucci like my sneakers, 808 my speakers
still in the trap moving bricks on a beeper
we don’t stop for red lights so i never use a blinker
she just gave me brain so you can tell that she’s a thinker
kissin’ my tattoos, red tops on my shoes
diamonds on my neck look like i’m sailin’ on a cruise
[?] like a [?]
i been geeked up for four days
i won’t cook no dope for you, unless you buy a fourway

[outro: ethan sacii]
thug city, thug city, thug city

- dj outta space

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