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young thug - eww eww eww (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: zuse]
look ‘pon me, look

[verse 1: t.i.]
thugga, i’m k!ll one of these suckers
p-ssy -ss n-gga can’t tell me nothing
beat a n-gga head with a louisville slugger
shoot a n-gga dead then feed him to the gutter
beat him, like a little b-tch i treat him
it’s on, on sight, like this i greet him
pow! talk that sh-t, n-gga, now
get your -ss gunned down, n-gga, this my town, i run it
sucka n-gga know he don’t want it
ain’t n0body gon’ keep me from walking up on it
n-gga love running ’round talkin’ tough, don’t he?
pray to god, may i die, let ’em fly on my opponent
hol’ up, we will roll up, hop out of that corolla
spitting this ak outchea, at your chest until it blow up
cuz, you are so done, absolutely no one
can save you from the wrath i’m bringin’ to yo’ -ss, i’m goin’
in on you and everyone you knowin’
i ride on you till no end, you ain’t even gon’ know when
i suffocate you, smother you, i ain’t gon’ leave you no wind
everybody know you ain’t got no win, cause i’m
known to clown, hit the town, kick your door in
i’m lookin’ at the hammer, barrel end at your end
put dough in the back ‘fore the thang start blowin’
the yop get goin’, splatter your brains on the floor, i’m like

[chorus: young thug]
eww, eww, eww
eww, eww, eww, eww

[verse 2: young thug]
what you gonna do when i pull up on you, n-gga?
(i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know)
p-ssy n-gga know that he a cat like tigger
(for sure, for sure)
beat the p-ssy n-gga with the baseball bat
pull up with them f&ns comin’ out the hatch
p-ssy mothaf-cka scared to say it to my front
so i’m blowin’ out his back
point it at his liver, make the n-gga reconsider
bands in my pants got me lookin’ a little bigger
red just like elmo but i never f-ckin’ giggle
you can suck my pickle for a nickel

[chorus: young thug]
eww, eww, eww
eww, eww, eww, eww

[verse 3: zuse]
catch a motherf-cker at the stop light
point, point, point, hold the glock tight
yeah, i’m bout the spinach, boy, popeye
n-ggas want beef, where my hot fries?
cross me, n-gga, get baptized
yes, motherf-cker, i’m the bad guy
blow you away like a landmine – dead, flatline
i’m a god and i put that on mankind, huh
bullet turn you into stop sign, huh
swat a p-ssy n-gga if he that fly
light a n-gga up, me no talk and beg
crack a n-gga up like the yolk out a egg
smoke a n-gga out like an ounce from a dread
these n-ggas straight p-ssy, ain’t vouchin’ for them
ice cold n-gga like a motherf-ckin’ gem
branch out, n-gga, like a motherf-ckin’ stem
cut a n-gga off, ain’t tied up for them
tell a b-tch n-gga i’m fire with the pen
lay a n-gga down, watch him die at the end
four-five n-gga, it’s a nine, that’s a ten
p-ssy on my d-ck, you and i and my friend
which one of ya’ll wanna try this again?
which one of ya’ll wanna try me again?
big body six, i’m high in the benz
flippin’ the flow, on timin’ again
riggidy ruggidy rhymin’ again
p-ssy n-gga, it’s applying to him
v-i-p, ain’t no line in for him
f-ck around, n-gga, your chances are slim
flexin’ on ’em, exercise in the gym
ballin’ on ’em, got my hand in the rim

[chorus: young thug]
eww, eww, eww
eww, eww, eww, eww

- young thug

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