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Young Thug
Young Thug

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Tonart: Bb minor
Verse 1
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(Dy Krazy) Yellow tape, I
put that on (yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait,
life's great (yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, ice skate (yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait,
crime pay (yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait,
slatt, slatt (ATL Jacob) (yeah, yeah)
Twenty cars, matte black (yeah,
yeah)
Surfin' at the Ritz Carlton
(yeah, yeah)
Tinted pink hoes (poof, poof) (yeah, yeah)
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Oxycontin what I piss (yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
Verse 2
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Flip it to the dog like a dish (yeah, yeah)
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(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
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Accept the loss before I quit
(yeah, yeah)
(Accept the loss before I
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quit) (yeah, yeah)
She slept at the house,
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I bought her Ruth Chris (yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
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What's up, mate?
Verse 3
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Got cake, mate (yeah, yeah)
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Got cheese, mate, got bread, mate (woo)
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Got cups, mate (woo, ooh), no fucks,
mate (woo, mate)
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Give no fucks, mate (woo, fucks,
mate), I'm up, mate (woo, outta shape, yeah, yeah)
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It's up, mate, I buck, mate (yeah, yeah)
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I bleed, mate, he bled,
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mate (woo) (yeah, yeah)
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Got cups, mate, (woo) no fucks,
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mate, let's fuck, mate (woo)
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Fucked my classmate (woo), fuck, shit,
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let's splash, mate (woo)
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(Or suck that shit, let's splash,
hey)
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Smokin' on loud, we don't be
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fuckin' around with y'all
One time mission, yeah yeah
We prepare first and then Columbine
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Trench coat, under a nigga's sleeve
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Wipe his nose,
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wipe his nose (pussy ass nigga)
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Wipe his nose, (slatt) wipe his
nose (wipe your nose)
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Wipe his nose, (wipe your nose, slatt) wipe
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his nose (slatt, wipe his nose)
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Wipe his nose, (wipe your nose), wipe
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his nose (yeah, yeah)
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Doubled the cups and then doubled it up and I doubled it
Verse 6
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up (yeah, yeah)
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Jump in the Bentley,
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I jump in the truck and I trucker the truck (woo, yeah, yeah)
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Chuggin' it down, I'm smokin' a pound,
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I'm fuckin' around (yeah, yeah)
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Smokin' on loud,
we don't be fuckin' around with y'all
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What's up, mate? (Woo) got the blicky, featherweight
Verse 7
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(woo)
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Got the cash, I bake the cake,
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(woo) aye, what's brackin', mate? (Woo)
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I just snipe her, mate, (woo)chain on hy drate,
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mate (woo)
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Get no sleep , mate, (woo) I'm geeked, mate,
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pushin' weight, outta shape (yeah, yeah)
Verse 8
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Red wings, red bottoms,
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I'm a fuckin' devil (yeah, yeah)
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20's tennis chains on,
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not no Ric Flair medal (woo, yeah, yeah)
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I done gotta run it back, you heard what
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Gunna tell 'em (yeah, yeah)
Put my diamonds in a bowl, that
look like Fruity Pebbles
Verse 9
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Bitch wanna hit her a lick,
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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Bitch wanna suck on the dick,
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yeah
Bitch wanna get her a brick,
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,)
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Bitch wanna fuck on a rich
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nigga (yeah)
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Bitch wanna fuck on the clique
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(yeah, yeah)
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Euros on euros, I'm gettin' it
(uh)
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Step on the floor, now I'm lit (woo)
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Wipe his nose, wipe her nose
Verse 10
(woo)
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Kick her door, kick the road (woo)
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Put the pole in his ho,
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bend her over (woo, woo, woo)
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Then you buy that bitch a brand new Range Rover (woo, woo,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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I'm so high, all I can
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say is,
"Woo, woo, woo"
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I can't talk, I barely could say,
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"Woo, woo, woo"
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Count a M and count another one,
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ooh, ooh (ooh)
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Fuck that shit, I en ter the lot to,
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woo, woo (fuck it, yeah, yeah)
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Coun t a
Verse 12
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half and another (woo, woo,
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yeah, yeah)
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I can never be a facade, relative (woo,
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woo, yeah, yeah)
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Up to the sky with my mom,
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brothers (woo, woo, yeah, yeah)
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They let it hit from the side, they were all cut ters (woo, woo,
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fuck it, yeah, yeah)
Verse 13
Oh, okay,
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fuck her good, make her try voodoo
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Okay, my plug put me
on, I call him Lou Lou
Hood nigga, paid in full,
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I'm a black Jew
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What's poppin' lady? I come from the
trenches, we pray for a brick
What's poppin',
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lady? Bitches love a nigga's accent (woo, woo)
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Pain pills, codeine, hy dro,
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acid (woo, woo)
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I hang with some slimes,
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pullin' kick doors (woo, woo)
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Outchea, outchea, quit your reachin',
Gucci socky on my feet
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Sloppy toppy, keep it neat
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One, two, three, I got freaks
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Ooh, four girls on fleek
Ooh, bad and saditty
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Ooh, ass and her titties
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Ooh, that ting litty
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And my Spanish ting, she bad like
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J. Lo (ooh, ooh)
I crushed up an X pill in her
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asshole (ooh, ooh)
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Fifty round clip, got my Draco
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(ooh, ooh)
I should, I should teach drug
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classes (ooh, ooh)
I stay on my grind,
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Margiela ten toes (ooh, ooh)
Money on my mind,
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I'm a nympho (ooh, ooh)
Verse 14
Ass and her titties, ooh That ting
litty, ooh
Ass and her titties, ooh
That ting litty, ooh
Ass and her titties, ooh
That ting litty, ooh

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