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young thug - then i dip كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
hey, thugger, thugger, thugger, baby
london the track, lil’ b-tch
oh, yeah, yeah
hey

[chorus]
i just gave some red shoes to a crip (nah, for real)
i just turnt up the whole city, then i dipped (watch me peal)
i just wanna get some head, i just want lips (what’s the deal?)
i just wanna stack my cream an’ eat some dip (eat some dip)
i just wanna spray they faces with this milk (hee-hee)
i got silky covers just to match my drip (wah-wah)
i just wanna drape my body with a quilt (ah-wah)
i just wanna drape my body with equipment (with equipment)

[verse 1]
fully loaded semis (loaded semis)
i see these b-tches wanna f-ck and suck my d-cky (oh my god)
i know these n-ggas wanna be a part of my cliquey (oh my god)
i know these b-tches wanna be a part of my mentions (oh my god)
i took too much molly, i think i need a ‘xanny (oh my god)
he pop that ecstasy, get blue-eyed over kenny (oh my god)
i f-ck with hood b-tches like i ain’t got no standards (oh my god)
i did my thing, man, i think i need a grammy (oh my god)
i told my b-tch we gon’ take a round trip (skrrt, skrrt)
fifty large for a east-to-west-coast trip (oh my god)
they form a line, then i pick the one with hips (that’s on god)
i’m in the wraithy, i got stars on the ship

[verse 2]
i know these p-ssy n-ggas envy (i know these p-ssy n-ggas envy)
but that street sh-t’s still in me (but that street sh-t’s still in me)
i’ma keep some n-ggas with me (i’ma keep some n-ggas with me)
gettin’ them foreigns new, we don’t do no limits (stupid b-tch)
on the intro an’ the outro (woah)
2009, daddy had the star bangles (woah)
2017, drive a pair of rolls (skrrt)
i f-cked up, count the money, i’ma count it all (count it all up)
yeah, an’ you surprising me, yeah
who’d ever think you be disgusing me?
god, i’m so sorry, my apologies
colorful money, monopoly

[outro]
i’ma wild out on ’em (whew, whew, ayy)
watch me call out on ’em (whew, whew, ayy)
watch me stall out on ’em (whew, whew, whew)
nick cannon, wild on ’em
we gon’ wild out on ’em
these b-tches wild out on ’em
n-gga, wild out on ’em
these b-tches wild out on ’em, also
do your big bags with the cash flow
put your big bag, let your cash flow
got your big bags an’ everybody know it
you got it on, you everybody showin’

- young thug

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