letra de thank god - no1-noah
[intro]
(it’s tugga on the beat)
[chorus]
thank god, tugga on the beat
we be workin’ hard, while your other n-ggas sleep
i’ma pay it all, and she tellin’ me it cheap
3-92 too loud, i can’t creep
found a b-tch i wanna keep
take the doors off the jeep
i take that b-tch from new york, brought her back to canadi
got flight for her and me
yeah, i’m wavy overseas
she gon’ tell me that i love her, we agree to disagree
[post-chorus]
i love her, and i love her
i treat her like she my mother
he mother look good, and i’m motherf-cker
shе makes me nervous, i s-s-s-s-stuttеr
[verse 1]
yeah, i can’t let these other n-ggas go and get to me
got enough money, gon’ fly her out to italy
versace, prada, but she said, “it’s okay if you fendi me”
these other n-ggas buy me h&m, they offendin’ me
[pre-chorus 1]
yeah, and i love her
i treat her like she was my mother
yeah, i treat her like she gang, like my brothers
i’ma bring her to the north, but she southern
[chorus]
thank god, tugga on the beat
we be workin’ hard, while your other n-ggas sleep
i’ma pay it all, and she tellin’ me it cheap
3-92 too loud, i can’t creep
found a b-tch i wanna keep
take the doors off the jeep
i take that b-tch from new york, brought her back to canadi
got flight for her and me
yeah, i’m wavy overseas
she gon’ tell me that i love her, we agree to disagree
[verse 2]
in the studio, seven days a week
know these n-ggas wanna play, they never play with me
never cop a plea, a n-gga never take a knee
i give you the hands, like a n-gga play the wii
i can drink a drank ’til a n-gga fall asleep
put you in the ground, turn that n-gga to a tree
n-gga, i’m a dog, all my b-tches, yeah, they fleas
yeah, i can make a call, call it off, referee
[pre-chorus 2]
i can’t love her, i can’t cuff her
i make a b-tch call me no1 i’m a number
i make a cougar wanna feel like she younger
i make a b-tch wanna take off the rubber
[chorus]
thank god, tugga on the beat
we be workin’ hard, while your other n-ggas sleep
i’ma pay it all, and she tellin’ me it cheap
3-92 too loud, i can’t creep
found a b-tch i wanna keep
take the doors off the jeep
i take that b-tch from new york, brought her back to canadi
got flight for her and me
yeah, i’m wavy overseas
she gon’ tell me that i love her, we agree to disagree
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