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young thug - marilyn manson كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: young thug]
i had the b_tch in giusеppe’s and i had to tell her that shе weren’t a groupie (yeah)
i had to stop for some celery, i bought a letterman jacket for a hoochie
left pocket, i had on celery and the right pocket, i had on blue cheese (yeah)
money don’t come before this relish, but it could come for the ho and her coochie
money don’t come before the drill but it could come right before everything else (what?)
stature up my b_tch, yeah, n_gga, she gettin’ you dealt with (woah)
throw these rocks, foot on a ho
how the h_ll i’m savage? (hee—)
i put chanel pearls on then [?] like a [?]

[chorus: young thug]
white diamonds on me, call me marilyn manson (woo)
and them b_tches dancin’ like they michael jackson (hee—)
how the h_ll my diamonds go rainbow, no mint? (how? how? how?)
only thing the b_tch gon’ get is wood pallets (yeah, yeah)
copped out on the cops, i had to loot it, i had woolie (yeah, yeah)
i was duckin’ 12, i was in the coupie with the ruley (yeah, yeah)
i had them menage b_tches with me, sayin’ they coolie (yeah, yeah)
copped the coupe from trinidad and, poof, poof, poof, the roofy (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2: chief keef]
know what’s holdin’ these skinnies
we just got a draco mini
this a ‘cat, b_tch, it ain’t no hemi
you know i keep the bankroll with me
you know these b_tches be choosin’
i forgot to get the head, i was snoozin’
gettin’ to the bread, what i was doin’
tell ’em, “move the four door up and let the coupe in”
diamonds hittin’ like a— (boom)
punch like a blizzard (woo)
b_tch, i’m that n_gga (so’, baby)
it don’t get no bigger (it don’t)
cost a limb, totin’ fligger
i pull up in a porsche (yuerr)
she suck at the door
you know that lil’ wh0re (you don’t)

[verse 3: young thug]
i ain’t got a coat, no kiddin’
my bae got no coat, no kiddin’ (haha)
i’d rather spit on a lil’ bitty b_tch, before i ever have to swallow my spit
tryna have s_x, she don’t know a lil’ magic but she sure gon’ swallow my kids
chewed up, boop, doot, coupe the roof and she was gon’ turn that b_tch to a stick (rah, rah)
i got baguettes on my wrist
i got baguettes on my neck and my fist
i buy baguettes for my old b_tch and i put some baguettes on some new sh_t
christian dior sauvage, you know
but none of my diamonds no gold links
bad sh_t look like elsa in the cold
is she menaging me? no, sh_t (yeah)
[chorus: young thug]
white diamonds on me, call me marilyn manson (woo)
and them b_tches dancin’ like they michael jackson (hee—)
how the h_ll my diamonds go rainbow, no mint? (how? how? how?)
only thing the b_tch gon’ get is wood pallets (yeah, yeah)
copped out on the cops, i had to loot it, i had woolie (yeah, yeah)
i was duckin’ 12, i was in the coupie with the ruley (yeah, yeah)
i had them menage b_tches with me, sayin’ they coolie (yeah, yeah)
copped the coupe from trinidad and, poof, poof, poof, the roofy (yeah, yeah)

- young thug

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