| I can see that bullshit from a mile away
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| You can stack my money about a mile away
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| I got three white bitches like it’s powder day
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| Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei
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| And all my bitches sexy, call them Barbies
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| She lookin' back like I’m flexin', baby no way
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| And lately I’ve been on that D’usse
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| I got me a check, I got a check
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| Y’all, I done got me a check, I got a check
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| Y’all, I done got me a check, I got a check
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| Y’all, I done got me a check, I got a check
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| Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
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| Money in my pants, I got money, I call change
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| 20, 50, 100, 5, all the millions made
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| Big hundred dollar, screamin' free Gucci Mane
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| If I need some racks I’mma flip me some packs
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| I talk like I want and she don’t say nothin' back
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| If cops pull up I put that crack in my crack
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| Or I put that brack in my brack
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| Call little shawty, made her fuck on my brodie
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| If you don’t owe me bitch still act like you owe me
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| I promise I won’t ever quit bitch, I’m Kobe
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| And I wear that white, you can snow me
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| Stoner Young Thugger
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| I whip it that bitch yeah she know me Young Thugger
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| Yeah, she stuntin' like butter
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| The bitch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler
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| Leave it to Beaver
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| I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet 'em
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| Yeah, they all wanna greet 'em
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| They pull down they pants and they all wanna eat 'em
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| No they won’t tease on that dick
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| They won’t read on that dick, they won’t leash on that dick
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| No Felicia that dick, Mamacita that dick
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| They gone snitch on that dick
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| And she screamin' loud, she can’t secret that dick
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| Mama a beast on that dick
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| If she bad, I’m gonna Four Season that bitch
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| Eat that lil bitch, I’mma feast that lil bitch
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| I got me a check, I got a check
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| Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check
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| Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check
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| Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check
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| Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
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| Money in my pants, I got money, I call change
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| 20, 50, 100, 5, all the millions made
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| Big hundred dollar, screamin' free Gucci Mane
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| Bitch I’m a Migo, I play with kilo
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| When I put ice on, I am sub zero
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| All of my niggas, they hard, call 'em beetles
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| Niggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger and reagles
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| Droppin' the top on the Bentley, I’m with the Birdman, yeah the eagle
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| Geeked out my mind, man I’m tripping out
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| I don’t know none of these people
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| Hey my little shawty, go get me a four and bring back me a liter
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| Yes, I got drugs, I’m not worried about that
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| They know they can get wet and I swear
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| I got me a check, I got a check
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| Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check
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| Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check
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| Yall, I done got me a check, I got a check
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| Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
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| Money in my pants, I got money, I call change
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| 20, 50, 100, 5, all the millions made
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| Big hundred dollar, screamin' free Gucci Mane |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cuban Link , by - Young Thug. Song from the album Young Thug vs Thugger Thugger, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп