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young thug – fuck all that كلمات اغاني

[intro: young thug]
blanco
yeah

[chorus: young thug]
f_ck all that cap
i’m ’bout to put my left wrist on the flingy (f_ck that)
f_ck all that rap sh_t, i’ma k!ll this n_gga, man [?] my d_ckies
say you was my dawg, where you was when i was nothing?
seen you with my ex b_tch, acting like you sneaky
never mind that bullsh_t, roll up me some sticky
drink some actavis, baddies putting hickies on my d_cky
i’m out the c_ckpit, i just left my old lady in the bentley
she get full of liquor, got me pulling out a [?]
[verse 1: young thug]
i wanna know, darling, how you f_ck me and leave?
i keep a couple b_tches, you could call it a flea
green diamonds and brown diamonds on me, just like a leaf
i don’t wanna ever let you f_ck me again, yeah
yeah, i don’t know why i ever let you f_ck me and leave, yeah
oh, f_ck that sh_t, ’cause

[verse 2: young thug & lil keed]
breaking it down, what’s next?
i been thinking about buying a ‘vette (skkrt)
break down a nine, your backpack
serving that sh_t with no sweat (let’s go)
louis vuitton, hermes link, when you wearing that [?] vest
rocking your glass, foot on the gas, boogers the size of a patek
thirty racks, a t_rex (skkr)
give me side eyes, through some specs
got kush, got lean, got x
that’s all besides getting checks
got diamonds, the paint of t_rex
can somebody save my life?
i been chopping it up with god, getting everything right
don’t complain about what he did, just come pay your ties
i went mechanic on my wrist, cartier screws so tight
i did my dirt with the same b_tch, that’s why i keep her around
she take that charge and suck that d_ck
that’s why i keep her around
she hold me down just like my kimikos
i swear she ain’t nothing like these hoes, ain’t gotta tell you how
brought her shopping then i let her whip a bent’ ’round the town
i’m bamboozled off her love and i don’t wanna go down, yeah (keed talk to ’em, hey)
[verse 3: lil keed]
all these diamonds on me, they not basic
livid hoes, and they rock amiri shirts, we crazy
yeah, i got seven rings, for [?], for [?]
all these f_cking p_ssy boys, they sound, we created (boy)
yeah we bust your tater tot, we slime ’em and we take it
lamb trucks and hot box, we do our dirt, living vacant
aw, nah, not that gold digger, i don’t need a begging b_tch
do dirt by myself, i don’t need no [?]

[chorus: young thug & lil keed]
f_ck all that cap (slatt)
i’m ’bout to put my left wrist on the flingy (slimeball, f_ck that)
f_ck all that rap sh_t, i’ma k!ll this n_gga, man [?] my d_ckies
(yeah, yeah, slatt, slatt)
say you was my dawg, where you was when i was nothing?
seen you with my ex b_tch, acting like you sneaky
never mind that bullsh_t, roll up me some sticky
drink some actavis, baddies putting hickies on my d_cky
i’m out the c_ckpit, i just left my old lady in the bentley
she get full of liquor, got me pulling out a [?]

- young thug

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