| The way you doing your thang is because of me
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| The way you rockin your chain is because of me
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| The way you ridin this thang is because of me
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| The way I give u propane is because of me
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| The way I treat you the same is because of me
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| The way I act just like a lame is because of me The way I do all my thangs is
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| because of me
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| The way she ridin that thang is because of me
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| Fucked that bitch on the top shelf
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| Fucked that bitch on the refrigirator
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| Fucked that bitch on the kitchen floor
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| Fucked that bitch good, then I ate her (wooo)
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| Ate the bitch like a baconator
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| Dumb for her, Arnold Schwarzenegger
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| Thousand strokes, Comcast cable
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| Now she disabled
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| I won’t chaught up in gettin paper
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| She divin on that dick, Im divin in that clit
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| Thats it! |
| Thats iiit
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| Oh Thats it Thats it Thats it baby
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| Oh Thats it Thats it Thats it baby
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| The way I give u propane is because of me
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| The way I treat you the same is because of me
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| The way I act just like a lame is because of me The way I do all my thangs is
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| because of me
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| The way she ridin that thang is because of me
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| Yeah, see that a trace they fit nigga
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| Never saw the new whip nigga
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| Never saw a bugatti nigga
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| Till I came up uptown in it
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| Glady’s bar, thats fit nigga
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| AKs they hit nigga
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| Third wall highroller, let it take it of ur shoulder
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| Filthy bout my bricks, bought a mansion with my chips
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| Bitches know we got it, so they love takin that trip
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| Yacht niggas, them hella choppers
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| Pocket filled we never stop em
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| Blood gang with no roo nigga
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| U fuck with us its shit poppin (let that shit breathe fool)
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| Every time we leave nigga
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| Bitches now we bleed nigga
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| Third wall, we go eat
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| Fuck with us you gone sleep
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| You’re so hood baby
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| Do your thang baby
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| Rock that chain baby
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| Get in that stearing and get in that lane baby
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| File the complaint baby, baby, baby
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| You look so fuckable, adorable
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| You look adorable
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| Get it baby?
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| You look so daughter-able
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| You can have my daughter you can have my daughter
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| I swear to god Ima spoil her, you know ain’t gon? |
| her
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| Im a baller, she’s a blood like a rare disorder
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| You might catch me cookin white
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| Now thats that fed order
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| (Brrrrr)
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| (Come here baby) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Come Out , by - Young Thug. Song from the album Young Thug vs Thugger Thugger, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп