got somethin' for you lookin'-ass niggas Week and a half, I'mma be in that ass... pause It's like I'm working on an album and a mixtape at the same motherfucking time!
[Hook: Young Thug] Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her I'mma save her, yes, like Danny Glover I'mma call my partner 'fore I fuck her mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets
[Verse 1: Young Thug] Who the fuck told you that Young Thugger Thugger don't fuck up the beat? I got six cars and I also got rentals and all of 'em tinted No, I'm not Nipsey, not from L.A., but I got keys to the city I fuck it, I suck it, I beat it down, then she beat me to the ceilin' Stoner my lifestyle, I'm livin' too wild I came to make you proud, that money keep her around In love with her head, I can't turn it down Can't wait for my time to come back around She see that you don't got Lil Haiti's style Plus I just seen Snoop on Girls Gone Wild I just bought a Bentley and a bitch came with it Young rich nigga hittin' million dollar licks Balling in New York like a motherfucking Knick You better have them racks, you ever want to hear me spit And everywhere I go I got a pass like the staff I'm goin' off top like a motherfuckin' lay up 357, six shots like Al I left ten bands in a motherfuckin' cab
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[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] Every time I come out I ain’t never with no new bitches These bitches is stealing, I'mma sue bitches Dripping down his dick, this pussy too vicious Every time I fuck him I say "Whose is it?" Who the fuck tell 'em that they was like Nicki? Oh no, bitches didn't! I'mma give bitches a minute of shine then I'll tell 'em good riddance To raise a child, it might take a village- But I wouldn't know Cause these bitches my sons; yes, they was, and they still is Gave him the kitten, now that nigga smitten Told him to hop in my foreign and then I said "No, I'm just kiddin'!" Hell of a livin', you bitches on chitlins When I come out of my mansion,I sprinkle some bread to the pigeons Bitches is lyin', they lyin', they lyin', they lie in they bio So I ain't fuckin' with chickens unless I got pico de gallo Girls is plottin', what more could they steal? Tell Justin Timberlake that I am comin for Jessica Biel Bitch I'm a star-rah, you niggas, I holla tomarrah Doors go up cause I am too rich to cop a Gallardo No regular doors, on Aventadors Painted it pink just so I could take pictures while you rented yours Hell of a ticket, hell of a price I want it, I get it, I wire the money, I never think twice I am not gay, but lesbi precise Cause if she pretty, then watch it cause I'mma be fuckin' ya wife
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[Verse 3: Young Thug] I knew I was gonna run my money up and everybody didn't All these niggas pussy niggas, tellin' on they partner Hope the pussy nigga get a bigger sentence Pussy nigga play, I'm coming back with the K And I'mma shoot that motherfucker 'til he livid Bitches wanna see a nigga thumb through it fast I'mma name myself Young Thugga tenant 100 bands at a time I fronted you bands, but you I don't like using profanity but the Young Thugger will cut you All of my cups are muddy I fuck my bitches' buddies I just want nut like Buddy All of my bitches buddies Panamera with the tinted roof All the niggas dogs goin', "Roof" Top notch shawty, nigga ring came with karats Young nigga rich, jewelry colder than the attic If she ain't a virgin then that bitch is only average I can't even hear ya, baby, get rid of the static I can't learn a bitch, but I learned mathematics I just ball her down whenever she call my pattern