letra de makaveli - young thug
[pre-chorus]
i call lil’ mama makaveli she gon’ ride with me
mama booty thick as some bread i need some thighs with it
i’ma hold on to all that -ss and i’ma die with it
i’ma snake inside this gr-ss and i’ma survive with it
i ain’t never had a problem i’m tryna tie with it
i couldn’t afford a pair but i can bike ride with it
i’m like ‘ed, edd n eddy’ baby i try with it
now all them diamonds going splash, p-ssy dive in it
[chorus]
and i want her -ss ’cause she hot no clay
she got a n-gga sitting inside all day and
she make a n-gga find her somewhere to stay
when she get mad she moving in one day
i swear the baddest b-tches got the biggest foreheads
even when she mad she never take me to court day
i’m uptown baby, i’m uptown i’m p-ssing new orleans
[interlude]
my p.o. tripping and sh-t man
so i can’t smoke so i’m just drinkin’ the f-ck out this drink you know
popping them motherf-cking percs n-gga
no xans, no downers, n-gga we up
f-ck you mean
[verse 1]
baby girl know that i’m a king
hustle hard, million views without a machine
i just might marry that little b-tch and call her my thing
marry her two times the way she suck on my d-ding
put her out the house and make her leave all of the things
i bought her, i caught her cheating with a n-gga such a stalker
but i don’t give no d-mn ’cause she mine yes i bought her
i pull up in the lamb after school pick up her daughter
every time she get mad she acting like she don’t remember
she don’t remember nothing good but she remember tenders
she remember they hopped on that wood and caught a splinter
she remember that time when they cooked me that tv dinner
she remember that time every time i snuck in the house all late
and i remember the time when she was serious she’d never play
d-mn how you know bro
got a new ho sat b-tt -ss naked right in front of n-gga stove
n-gga money stacked up like ludacris afro
got a hundred hoes i lie to like i’m pinocchio
when they say they ’bout to leave i’m like baby don’t leave
i’ma run it up even if it come down to selling weed
i’ma stack them big bucks, yes i want that chuck e. cheese
i want them ms no mickey d’s
then i bounce back on them
i’ma catch a b-tch and make her bite like a piranha
she gon’ suck that d-ck and spray all over her all summer
i used to be broke and now they coming by the bundle
take her on the date and then i cut her like a barber
pull up on the fair with a bale of them birds
p-ss on your b-tch mouth like it’s a curb
cartier swag on my face, no nerd
i don’t like talk bro tell ’em no words
[bridge]
officer…
save me
i’m gone, so gone off a perc
i done went from rapping to reggae
[verse 2]
yeah, hottest baby blaze me
akeem mink no ’80s
grown money so you can’t age me
gators on my feet got scabies
hundred thousand hoes on my avi
i’ll send that p-ssy boy to grady
i’ll leave them p-ssy n-ggas skimpy
god, why’d they get me started?
quan said he riding with four choppers no harley
i’m known for drawing on the plugs yes arson
i’ma put them b-tches in they place so then they barking
mama had me inside of a store ’cause i’m the target
baby you still sucking cheap meat, it’s like a market
i got a spot in dunwoody with a wd arthur
bird told me these p-ssy n-ggas gon’ try to murk me, but umm
[refrain]
i call lil’ mama makaveli, she gon’ ride with me
i call lil’ mama makaveli-veli-veli-veli
i call lil’ mama makaveli, she gon’, she gon’
i call lil’ mama maka-maka-makaveli-veli
[chorus]
and i want her -ss ’cause she hot no clay
she got a n-gga sitting inside all day and
she make a n-gga find out somewhere to stay
when she get mad she moving in one day
i swear the baddest b-tches got the biggest foreheads
even when she mad she never take me to court day
i’m uptown baby, i’m uptown i’m p-ssing new orleans
[verse 3]
chopper city!
f-ck a gates we chop that b-tch, lil’ boy you tripping
i’m the realest n-gga notorious big
first i k!ll you boy and then i make your b-tch suck d-ck
suck that d-ck lil’ b-tch, cuff that, spit lil’ b-tch
swallow that nut lil’ b-tch, sh-t it out when you sh-t
i’m a creature, i’m amazing
sit on that wood like you just walked inside a gymnasium
and your bookin’ while i’m acein’
playing games on my turf you got to be a gangsta
i hope you ain’t doing nothin’ boy you a w-nksta
you should know you want beef with thugger gon’ cater
you should know that these bloods gon’ be the waiters (soo-woo)
hundred s double m’s
hundred motherf-cking whoadies
hundred motherf-cking ganstas
hundred motherf-cking troops
hundred thousand of my people
hundred thousand pirus
hundred thousand geeked monsters
hundred thousand no bullsh-t
better know what you’re doing before you do it
’cause when i pull up i’ma let it loose i’m not pursuing
i’m a motherf-cking gangsta n-gga know i have ’em right
as kurt no angle i’ma slap him with the banger
first i got the money then the power, no ranger
just because you don’t see me don’t mean that i’m a stranger
twenty thousand dollars on a smile no anger
i’m a beast b-tch you can not tame me
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