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letra de session - malenciiaga

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[pre-hook: young thug]
i mean, suck that d-ck just like a p-rnstar
i mean, you ask her who and she gone say it’s us
i mean, i got a couple whips collecting dust
i mean, i get so clean, just to watch her l-st

[hook: young thug]
i mean, they need to give this balmain sh-t to us
i mean, i got my son, so that’s why i ain’t cussed
i mean, no stomach, but i came straight out the gut (i’m out the gutter!)
i mean, i f-ck her in her p-ssy and her b-tt
i mean, i’m having juice, feel like 2pac
i mean, i hit the club, make it tsunami
i mean, i’m all yours, baby who want me
i mean, i got the swag, all these n-ggas corny

[verse 1: young thug & malenciiaga]
i’m an astronaut, i’m dodging bullets no russia
i ask yo’ b-tch if she want to party and she said “of course”
i’ll bring my lawyer just in case he recording us
i’m drinking act, i’m smoking gas and it smell like must
thugger, i bet your chest burning like a rug, yeah
i make it rain when i hit the club, yeah
i love my riches, and i love my b-tches, yeah
and if you snitchin’, you get left with st-tches, yeah
i’m ‘bout to cop me some dentro, yeah
i’m ‘bout to smash up a couple hoes, yeah
i need three b-tches that down to go, yeah
like eenie meenie meenie minie mo, yeah

[hook: young thug]
i mean, they need to give this balmain sh-t to us
i mean, i got my son, so that’s why i ain’t cussed
i mean, no stomach, but i came straight out the gut (i’m out the gutter!)
i mean, i f-ck her in her p-ssy and her b-tt
i mean, i’m having juice, feel like 2pac
i mean, i hit the club, make it tsunami
i mean, i’m all yours, baby who want me
i mean, i got the swag, all these n-ggas corny

[verse 2: young thug & malenciiaga]
backwoods get you there, yeah yeah
i want green like a pear, yeah yeah
my hoe clean with no nair
see my jeans and just stare
climb in her, call her stairs (yeah yeah)
okay, put her on a pedestal
let’s foreplay, you call me incredible
no detective, but you know i’m telling you
drinking nyquil, i’m cool as pillow boo
yeah, favorite flavour skittles too (woah!)
b-tch i blowed up like a missile do (woah!)
kid n’ play, baby i’m feeling you
smoke, covering all of my ceilings boo
she, in my bedroom gripping on my tool
she, leave me dead like a funeral
she, keep it going like a soldier do
she, all in my ear like “i’m loving you”

[pre-hook: young thug]
i mean, suck that d-ck just like a p-rnstar
i mean, you ask her who and she gone say it’s us
i mean, i got a couple whips collecting dust
i mean, i get so clean, just to watch her l-st

[hook: young thug]
i mean, they need to give this balmain sh-t to us
i mean, i got my son, so that’s why i ain’t cussed
i mean, no stomach, but i came straight out the gut (i’m out the gutter!)
i mean, i f-ck her in her p-ssy and her b-tt
i mean, i’m having juice, feel like 2pac
i mean, i hit the club, make it tsunami
i mean, i’m all yours, baby who want me
i mean, i got the swag, all these n-ggas corny

[outro: malenciiaga]
aye, all these n-ggas corny
oh yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, oh, oh, oh
aye, yeah, yeah, yeah
and i stack my money to the ceiling, yeah yeah
i got all these b-tches in they feelings, yeah yeah
and i stack my money to the ceiling, yeah yeah
i got all these b-tches in they feelings, yeah yeah
and i’m about to make another k!lling, oh yeah
and i got some shooters in the city, oh yeah
baby i’m the n-gga, yeah yeah
baby i’m the n-gga, yeah yeah

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