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letra de fancy mfer - young thug

[chorus: young thug]
(wheezy outta here)
i know you ain’t went and spent a half a ticket in the mall buyin’ purses, coppin’ bags, rollie’s, ap’s, ah, word
rockin’ chrome heart, i see you puttin’ god first, ayy
i know you ain’t went and spent a half a ticket on a rolls truck and a pendant, where the f-ck mine went?
i can call lil’ shawty, bring a couple dimes in (woo-woo, yeah)

[verse 1: gunna]
i was sellin’ weight, nevermind, it was late
i was at the bay, i got time to get paid
no, i can’t complain, i’m sippin’ oil like the paint
pourin’ more for the pain, lord knows it’s the same
if you talkin’ millions, only way we can link
$4k for the hoodie and a band for the tee
[?] f&n underneath
it ain’t no need for thе lease, i got some g’s, i could spree

[refrain: young thug]
could’vе wore the flooded audemars, but i ain’t rock the plaine-jane
rose gold on my neck, but i could [?]
flawless diamonds on my neck without a stain
i can’t lift you up, we not the same, gang
cleanin’ up, i gotta visit with my main (ooh)
pented up inside the spot, i call it “tangled” (yeah)
ain’t a n-gga lied to tell me where i can’t go
take a n-gga life for a bankroll (s-x)
[verse 2: young thug]
i was taught to take a n-gga life, it’s a murder
i was taught to take my f-ckin’ time like a turtle (yeah)
k!lled him sat-rday and turned his life into service
f-ck you thought we could be when i was big homie serve us
no b-tches curve us, i’m richer than a b-tch, n-gga (yeah)
tom ford when i get bored on a b-tch, n-gga
i got a couple ex-wifeys on my list, n-gga (yeah)
shawty keep me hypnotized on my b-tch, n-gga (let’s go, ayy)
twin turbo coupe in style, this my jitney (skrrt-skrrt)
i get you murked and i [?] disney (disney)
her s-x is hypnotizin’ her [?]
range rovers, skinny ties, but i got [?]
she gon’ go ’round and ’round like a ferris wheel
i fall in love with her and i might get k!lled
hong kong mink coats and rabbit ears
she lookin’ at me like, “you fancy motherf-cker,”

[chorus: young thug]
i know you ain’t went and spent a half a ticket in the mall buyin’ purses, coppin’ bags, rollie’s, ap’s, ah, word
rockin’ chrome heart, i see you puttin’ god first, ayy
i know you ain’t went and spent a half a ticket on a rolls truck and a pendant, where the f-ck mine went?
i can call lil’ shawty, bring a couple dimes in (woo-woo, yeah)

[refrain: young thug]
could’ve wore the flooded audemars, but i ain’t rock the plaine-jane
rose gold on my neck, but i could [?]
flawless diamonds on my neck without a stain
i can’t lift you up, we not the same, gang
cleanin’ up, i gotta visit with my main (ooh)
pented up inside the spot, i call it “tangled” (yeah)
ain’t a n-gga lied to tell me where i can’t go
take a n-gga life for a bankroll (s-x)

- young thug

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