letra de thirsty - fbg duck
[intro]
(camgothits) ayy
ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, turn up
[chorus]
ayy, n-ggas keep sayin’ what they took (they took)
man, i wish a motherf-cker would (i wish)
h-ll nah, n-ggas ain’t good (they not)
p-ssy-ass rappers can’t come to my hood (never)
run up on me, i’ma show you what’s good (baow)
n-ggas can’t front their sh-t on duck (no, no)
p-ssy n-gga never took sh-t from us
shooters all around, boy, we can’t be touched (oh, oh)
quit with the lies, just hush
shooters out here and they lurkin’ (they lurkin’)
bet he can’t run, aim perfect (he runnin’)
i would take your life, but you ain’t worth it (he not)
shorty gon’ f-ck around and make me t-shirt him (bah, bah, bah, baow)
shorty on my d-ck, she cursin’
f-ck n-gga met me in person (ah, sh-t)
shakin’ like a b-tch, he nervous (hе nervous)
water hose guns, wе’ll squirt him (ah)
shooters on point (brrt)
they’ll wet a n-gga ’cause they thirsty
[verse]
ayy, ayy, ayy, the lies these n-ggas tell (these n-ggas tell)
these n-ggas really funny as h-ll (funny as h-ll)
said they gon’ rob me, ha, l-o-l (goof’-ass n-gga)
sh-t (what you gon’ do about them?)
i might as well load the gun and take the chopper sh-lls (brrt)
show ’em these bullets really hot as h-ll (bah, bah, bah, baow)
ayy, look (turn up), f-ck n-ggas steady stealin’ swag (goof’-ass)
mama told me i ain’t got to brag (why?)
but i know that i always had ’em mad (i did that)
ayy, and for them f-ck n-ggas keep on talkin’ sh-t (f-ck ’em)
that ak with that extra clip (brrt) got an awesome kick (brrt)
it’ll off some sh-t (bah)
ayy, n-ggas say they ain’t scared, but they best to worry (they better)
better ask the lord for your blessing early (better get your sh-t together)
f-ck one, when we in traffic, bring that extra thirty (n-gga, it’s whatever)
in case we got to cook a n-gga (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah), that’s stephen curry
[chorus]
ayy, n-ggas keep sayin’ what they took (they took)
man, i wish a motherf-cker would (i wish)
h-ll nah, n-ggas ain’t good (they not)
p-ssy-ass rappers can’t come to my hood (never)
run up on me, i’ma show you what’s good (baow)
n-ggas can’t front their sh-t on duck (no, no)
p-ssy n-gga never took sh-t from us
shooters all around, boy, we can’t be touched (oh, oh)
quit with the lies, just hush
shooters out here and they lurkin’ (they lurkin’)
bet he can’t run, aim perfect (he runnin’)
i would take your life, but you ain’t worth it (he not)
shorty gon’ f-ck around and make me t-shirt him (bah, bah, bah, baow)
shorty on my d-ck, she cursin’
f-ck n-gga met me in person (ah, sh-t)
shakin’ like a b-tch, he nervous (he nervous)
water hose guns, we’ll squirt him (ah)
shooters on point (brrt), they’ll wet a n-gga ’cause they thirsty
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