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letra de drippin' - young thug

thugger
what do you want from me?
that’s why you tell it to your daddy you know, i understand
i know

he geeked on beat
2 freaks i just geeked sk (?) hpd
og off codeine, need more lean
need more weed to proceed
i know b’s, i throw b’s, tall p’s
i know pirus i know nine dudes
if i call ’em they gon’ kill it too
call duke, we gon’ shoot
yea, thugger took it too
livin’ bulletproof, if i was you i would be mad too
good shooter, i’ma good shooter
and if i wanna see some t-tties i go eat at hooters
yeah, yeah, i could be your teacher cause i got a ruler
my dad hunted for 30 years and they call him cougar, yeah
i got ice baby f–k your jeweler, yaow
i got ice baby, f–k your jeweler, oh
i sip actavis straight out the cooler
girl you know it, i’ll do ya
i give you head, i want your medusa
i need it, i need it (yeah)
i need it, i need it (yeah)
i need it, i need it (yeah)
turn me up, i need it, i need it (yeah)

you don’t know thing about me okay?
leave me alone man i just want the money
i get back with you when i’m done, okay?

listen up, aye
i done spent about a
i done spent about a hundred bands on a n-gg-
woah i’m comin’, comin’
i’m comin’ in your lane ready to clash with you n-gg-
big 6, yeah 6
6 golds in my mouth like an old english can lil n-gg-
i wrote verse it was 3 bars like an adidas stan smith n-gg-

n-gg-, n-gg-, n-gg-
didn’t i tell you bout playin’ with ysl?
n-gg-, n-gg-, n-gg-
didn’t i tell you bout playin’ with lil jeff?
why you playin’?
swear to god i got 100 blues, 100 racks, 100 blacks i’ma (?) level
n-gg-s spent two bands on some mason margiela, p-ssy n-gg- watch your step
bangin’ big b’s f–k a bentley
do 150 just because they think it’s really
b-tches from the north, south, east, west, we got plenty
new uncle luke inside your town with way more riches
make me, make me nut and get some new indian women
make me, make me bleed, swear to god, leave a n-gg- drippin’
drip, i’m drippin’ from the start to the finish n-gg-
drip, i’m drippin’ with my n-gg-s and these b-tches n-gg-
drip, i got some racks on me, no trippin’ n-gg-
drippin’, d-ck-d-ck-d-ck, keep on drippin’ n-gg-
d-ck on a stick, got her drippin’ n-gg-
d-ck with my clique got her drippin’ n-gg-
d-ck on her lips don’t kiss it (oh drippin’)

jump, and it ribbit ribbit (drippin’)

i done spent, i done
i done spent about a hundred bands on a n-gg-
woah i’m comin’, comin’
i’m comin’ in your lane ready to clash with you n-gg-
big 6, yeah 6
6 golds in my mouth like an old english can lil n-gg-
i wrote my verse like it was 3 bars like an adidas stan smith n-gg-

- young thug

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