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young thug - l lyrics
yeah, i’m ’bouta do this sh_t in one take, yeah
[chorus]
she been on her grind but she don’t skate, yeah
she wonder why i don’t date her
b_tch, i could date anybody
huh, huh, yeah, my b_tch got a body
she wanna f_ck, told that b_tch suck me sloppy, yeah
(huh, yeah) suck me sloppy
[verse 1]
huh, off the molly with some ecstasy
i’m posted with an ar15 and some bricks
i’m posted with an m4a1 in some ricks
huh, f_cking on my girlfriend ain’t no b_tch
get rich, die rich, give it to my kids
huh, huh, spent that sh_t right on my kicks
never do that sh_t a_f_cking_gain
so i bought a house up in the hills
bought a house and i bought some f_cking pills
huh, i ain’t even buy a house for real
huh, i get high as f_ck for real
when the kids start bumping me, the next generation f_cked
don’t look up to me, don’t look up to me because i suck
this a f_cking cult, b_tch i’m up
i’m the high priest, i’m the one that they love
grind, i’m a f_cking skate
[chorus]
she been on her grind but she don’t skate, yeah
she wonder why i don’t date her
b_tch, i could date anybody
huh, huh, yeah, my b_tch got a body
she wanna f_ck, told that b_tch suck me sloppy, yeah
(huh, yeah) suck me sloppy
[verse 2]
yeah, spin again, they bet i won’t spin again
hundred shooters hanging out a mini_van
hang out we bouta’ take off your head
thought we k!lled him, skin his face, then k!ll that boy again
yeah, do that sh_t again
that boy live to die, we did that sh_t again
if i hit the drop, get that money, i’m a win again
got a bad b_tch, she white as f_ck, came from winnipeg
drugs came from winnipeg, too high i can’t feel my legs
i just sipped the purple drank and popped the molly, yeah i’m dead
huh, woke up p_ssed off, got blood on my sh_t
huh, woke up p_ssed off, i couldn’t f_ck this b_tch
8am he hit me phone, talking ’bout some drills
woke up thinking ’bout them pills
woke up, my life unreal
huh, yeah, yeah, go to sleep i’m clutching on my tec
unfold it, it fold you, it’s ’bouta fold up on your head
i got a 9mm it leave a p_ssy dead
these some hollow tip bullets, i ain’t leave evidence for feds
i jump out my car, 4 by 4, clutching my tec, tec, tec
put that boy to bed
like an old mother f_cker i lay that lil’ b_tch to rest
he can’t remember, he got dementia, shot him in his head
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