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letra de peepin out the window - young thug

[intro: young thug & future]
yeah, yeah, yeah
uh
peepin’ out the window
peepin’ out the window
peepin’ out the window
peepin’ out the window

[chorus: future & young thug]
peepin’ out the window (yeah, yeah)
all i see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead, wanna smoke me like i’m indo (oh)
all i see is a bunch of broke-ass b-tches tryna tell me i ain’t poppin’, i ain’t hot no more
well, listen to me closely
b-tch, i got a rollie, it’s gold like a trophy
all of my kids straight, if you truly know me
most of my dogs bossed up

[verse 1: young thug]
i doubled up, i don’t do no chores no more
i ain’t steppin’ on these n-ggas like no rugs no more
find myself carin’ way too much, ain’t got no shrubs no more
but got way bigger shows, i ain’t chargin’ dubs no more
i charge a half a million dollars just to walk out
i hatе the police, but i’m big, so they brought cops out
i got a gun, shoot sixteen timеs, but it’s fun sized
sign on the dotted lines
one time for the ones saw me come from nothing
speakin’ of nothing
p-ssy n-ggas know not to play, i ain’t goin’ for nothing (yeah)
[chorus: future & young thug]
peepin’ out the window (yeah)
all i see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead, wanna smoke me like i’m indo (oh)
all i see is a bunch of broke-ass b-tches tryna tell me i ain’t poppin’, i ain’t hot no more
well, listen to me closely
b-tch, i got a rollie, it’s gold like a trophy
all of my kids straight, if you truly know me
most of my dogs bossed up

[verse 2: bslime]
youngin’ jumped inside the game, he got some f-ckin’ diamonds
we make temporary decisions, change the f-ckin’ climate
run with d-boys, yeah, them boys who be runnin’ the lobby
change the channel, you know i’m up next by the way i pop it
i sip on syrup a lot, but no one understand me
i told my mama, “no more sufferin’, i made it”
you should’ve seen all these motherf-ckers’ faces
i told my brothers, “we ain’t goin’ back to basic”
ever since i copped the h-llcat
n-ggas still wonderin’ why, like, “bslime, you did that”
i’m kickin’ my ones and twos, chillin’ at the rib shack
wishin’ i can bring my dog back from the f-ckin’ jailmates

[chorus: future & young thug]
peepin’ out the window (yeah)
all i see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead, wanna smoke me like i’m indo (oh)
all i see is a bunch of broke-ass b-tches tryna tell me i ain’t poppin’, i ain’t hot no more
well, listen to me closely
b-tch, i got a rollie, it’s gold like a trophy
all of my kids straight, if you truly know me
most of my dogs bossed up
[verse 3: future]
peepin’ out the window
all i see is a bunch of racist-ass cops tryna catch a n-gga slackin’ like jim crow
had to make it through the worst on the turf, out the dirt, n-gga stayin’ down, ten toes
i done seen a lot of struggle that came with this game
she cried, but she gon’ lie just to f-ck on my chain
i drunk codeine and popped one just to stimulate my brain

[outro: young thug & future]
h-ll yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
peepin’ out the window
yeah, yeah
see the opps risin’ from the dead when i look out my window
all this water in these baguettes, i might turn into nemo
yeah

- young thug

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