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letra de might - young thug

[hook: young thug]
yeah, yeah
f-ck is you talking bout? b-tch, you offended me
i just might go ‘head and let this lil b-tch suck my d-ck till it tickle me
i just might go ‘head and mix me a sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
godd-mn, i had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
i heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
f-ck ’round and lift up they soul like lil chino be wheelin’
i usually don’t beg but i don’t want the ceiling please
oxycontin f-cking kidneys up

[verse 1: young thug]
molly, my cup look like bath salt
and i’m too high horsed for asphalt
therefore i’m in clouds from day to dark
they say that i changed, it’s the cash fault
pay everybody like a cash cow
i switch through the lanes like a nascar
the rollie stainless, stainless
we young and rich and we dangerous
i’m at piccadilly’s with your missus, n-gg-
and the weed stinking like a chitlin, n-gg-
bend the money down like a philly, n-gg-
make me catch you slipping then it’s christmas, n-gg-
the bulletproof can take a missile, n-gg-
i got benji on me and he cripping,n-gg-
i done wrapped the benji in the city, ho
i done wrapped the bentley in the bity, n-gg-
put a swimming pool in the living room
how i’m living, n-gg-, i ain’t swimming, n-gg-
only thing that me and michael phelps got in common that we winning n-gg-
rock star lifestyle
your hoe’s going wild

[verse 2: 21 savage]
everywhere i go, i keep a chopper with me, whoa
i ain’t with that diss song sh-t, i been a shotta n-gg-, whoa
hundred shotters with me, whoa
vvss on me, whoa
vvss on me, bling
badaboom, badabing
mob sh-t, send the hit, shoot up your car sh-t
put them blue tips in that cartridge
we put them drums in them carbines
we pull up on rappers and spark ’em
i might take your chain if it sparkle
street n-gg- really came from nothing
strip a n-gg- like caine cousin
kill a n-gg- then you saying something
you was talking, n-gg-, i was hustling
we was shooting, n-gg-, you was ducking
you was texting, n-gg-, i was f-cking
i was betting n-gg-, you was bluffing
hide and seek, n-gg-, i was hunching
car foreign and my gun russian
sneak dissing get a concussion

- young thug

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