Gucci Mane - You Da Best (feat. Lil Bee & Young Thug) | Текст песни

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[Hook: Young Thug]
You the best, you the best, yeah
Tell em you don't want a baby
Foreign clothes at Lennox, you own all the ladies
Real gold got me swinging like I’m in the 80's
Oh, God, oh, God, you the best

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
That butt sit out like a broken thumb
Got Tums, got (?), we can go meet moms
My swag worth a mili, I'mma blood, I want a billi
These hoes tear me down, they wanna sue my businesses
I'd be right to let my nine roar, these (?) to my iPhone
I nut on you, you nut on me, let bygones be bygones
What you tryna be? What you tryna see?
Young thug packing that python
On the phone, I'm home (?) for the (?)
No, that girl got Georgia Dome
You know she in for some
And every time I see her I wish my old lady could be her
And it ain’t no getting away but she is my mamacita

[Hook: Young Thug]

[Verse 2: YSL]
Double cup, love shawty, yea lean on
Baby, you the best, yeah girl you know
Your man needs to (?) on free throws
And I'm flexin' with the (?) no D-Bow
I make it rain on you, baby, hood rich
I need more talk, where’s my toothpaste?
No, this is not a show, this a movie
And your man home, yeah, she hardly do me
Baby girl, I promise I won’t leave you
Baby girl, I swear I won't abuse you
As long as you keep it 100
Girl, you ain’t gotta ask for nothing

[Hook: Young Thug]


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