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young thug - stressed lyrics
[intro]
khaliel
[chorus: young thug]
got me stressed (oh, woah, woah, woah, woah)
i don’t wanna rest (oh, woah, woah, woah, woah)
smoking cigarettes (oh, woah, woah, woah, woah)
get it off my chest (oh, woah, woah, woah, woah)
i don’t wanna stress (woah)
but i can’t help it thinkin’ if i lose the rest (oh, woah)
and i can’t help it, i don’t wanna stress (oh, woah)
but i can’t help it, hey (oh, oh)
no, no, no
[post-chorus: young thug]
rocky balboa, i’m boxin’ with ya, hey (woah, woah, woah, woah)
i don’t know if i wanna sock it to ya, hey
(woah, woah, woah, woah)
i told her buy huaraches for me (woah, woah, woah, woah)
skeletons out the closet for me, hey (woah, woah, woah, woah)
i don’t know if i wanna expose this to you (oh, you)
i don’t know if i wanna caress you (oh, oh)
wonder what i wanna do with you, girl (oh, woah)
don’t know what i wanna would do with you
[verse: t-shyne]
the next watch a n-gg- got a gold patek (gold patek)
i’m havin’ birdies, take them b-tches to the nest (to the nest)
i started trappin’ young, a n-gg- had to finesse (young n-gg-!)
my b-tch is bad as f-ck, she got it from the best (yeah! woah)
what you want from me? let me know (let me know, wo-ah)
tryna take it there, then we can go, ayy (go-oh)
come and model for me, centerfold (model for me, yeah)
you can lay up on me, finger roll (roll)
sea at the bottom of her feet like she jesus (yeah)
had to do some research, who lift you when your feet hurt? (who?)
bunch of eerie creepers (nah), made you a believer (nah, yeah)
they know that we in some, but they don’t know we got them
(ooh-ooh)
[chorus: young thug]
got me stressed (oh, woah, woah, woah, woah)
i don’t wanna rest (oh, woah, woah, woah, woah)
smoking cigarettes (oh, woah, woah, woah, woah)
get it off my chest (oh, woah, woah, woah, woah)
i don’t wanna stress (woah)
but i can’t help it thinkin’ if i lose the rest (oh, woah)
and i can’t help it, i don’t wanna stress (oh, woah)
but i can’t help it, hey (oh, oh)
no, no, no
[post-chorus: young thug]
rocky balboa, i’m boxin’ with ya, hey (woah, woah, woah, woah)
i don’t know if i wanna sock it to ya, hey
(woah, woah, woah, woah)
i told her buy huaraches for me (woah, woah, woah, woah)
skeletons out the closet for me, hey (woah, woah, woah, woah)
i don’t know if i wanna expose this to you (oh, you)
i don’t know if i wanna caress you (oh, oh)
wonder what i wanna do with you, girl (oh, woah)
don’t know what i wanna would do with you
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