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young thug - if you didn't كلمات الأغنية

[intro: t.i.]
adversity builds character
character take your place if money can’t, n-gga (let me tell you n-gga, mane)
stand up guy, live or die (f-ck what you talkin’ ’bout n-gga)
see about me, you don’t like it (bankroll mafia)

[chorus: shanell & (t.i.)]
if you didn’t f-ck so many b-tches
(give a f-ck about them b-tches shawty)
tryna have the time of your life on the low
(ay, i’m about my money now)
boy i know you ’bout your money and your riches
(give a f-ck about them b-tches)
but you ain’t done a d-mn thing to keep this going
(ay, but what about the money shawty)
always talking but the love for your n-ggas
(know i love my n-ggas)
they ain’t gonna f-ck you like this p-ssy at home
(we about that money now)
down for you boy, you could’ve had a winner
(you know i love my n-ggas)
if you didn’t f-ck so many b-tches
(watch you get that money now)

[verse 1: t.i.]
you don’t even wanna go to war, say word
we ain’t paying no concerns to the n-ggas, they scared
you know you wanna get your p-ssy -ss out the country
cause you don’t wanna see me and trae da truth with the [?]
let the whole block have it broad day
trap back alley, project hallway
always played the game devour way
me and thugga, we just parlay
here to us, we did it our way!
shad da god be on the highway
look back at what i had back in my day
n-gga peewee, he so greedy
still throw bankroll when he see me
(bankroll) mafia, talk that sh-t i’m droppin’ you
give a d-mn how rich or popular
got pac in you? what’s stoppin’ you? (what’s stoppin’ you?)
for meetin’ your match, it ain’t gon’ be no match
it’s just me on your -ss
two or three in your back
now you’re bleedin’ all over your homie d-mn pants
let go the mac and your homie done ran
no disrespect, know lil homie the man
respect for whoever lil homie demand
but ask your big homie, lil homie go ham (i do)
and i don’t give a d-mn what these b-tch n-ggas pretend when they talk ’bout
cause i really am, in the room only made men, get your walk out
(go!)

[verse 2: young thug]
n-gga, n-ggaaa
my dog’ll pull up and smoke ’em like a cigar
and she wonder why i love her (what?)
got her singing, she playing no guitar
lil baby, she don’t need wood like you in church
these p-ssy n-ggas fake and they twice as greener than turf
i catch a b-tch and squirt in her face and that’s all she’s worth
hey, i f-ck her, treat her like a maverick, leave her in the dirt
and i got my lean in a [?] carry-on like a purse
(time of my life) pull up like skrrt
(i’ma stack it to the ceiling) count it like a nerd
(i’m in love with all these b-tches) when i’m on that purp
hey, i’ma f-ck her then i’ma throw her like a nerf
hey, i f-ck your b-tch and p-ss that b-tch to my lil woadie
hey, he gone hit it from the back, then the front
then he coming right back like spaulding
man that p-ssy so wet, i need a jet ski
ridin’ 24s in la like kobe
michael jackson, i’ma beat it like she owe me
and plus she told me

- young thug

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