Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Webbie, artist - Young Thug. Album song JEFFERY, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment
Song language: English
Webbie |
Thugger! |
I roll me one, smoke to the face |
I roll me one, smoke to the face |
Roll up a blunt and I’ma face it, king slime aye |
They politickin' 'bout these cases |
I told her roll me up a blunt and I’ma face it |
Choppa make a man |
I’ve been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah |
My lil niggas tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah |
Protectfully they got my wrist and they don’t play with that |
She been suckin' dick way before a nigga made it, yeah |
Pass me the mothafuckin' lighter |
Lil mama overseas, I’ma Skype her |
Nigga checkin' out the squad, tryna bite us |
But my hand is way different got the Midas |
Do a dream with me, aye do some things with me |
Bae drink your lean with me, bae fall asleep with me |
Ayy fall asleep, we drive |
Just like your life or mines |
Let me fuck one more time |
And I’ll help you write your rhymes |
This politician is so fake |
They politickin' 'bout these cases |
I told her roll me up a blunt and I’ma face it |
Choppa make a man |
I’ve been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah |
My lil niggas tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah |
Patek Phillipe they got my wrist and they don’t play with that |
She been suckin' dick way before a nigga made it, yeah |
Bad, bad, bad |
I’m a player, player, player |
I’ll pop at your man, man, man |
I’ll do what I can, know what I’m sayin'? |
Guess I’m geeked up |
Like an astronaut, I’m off Earth |
I’m way in the moon, kickin' shit without a broom |
My mama can’t lose |
I’ma keep her in a fresh car |
And I’ma put on them shoes |
I’ma keep her so froze up |
Yeah I’ma keep her in some jewels |
I’ma go 'head and nut in my bitch |
I’ma gon' and give her juice |
She did two times now, I done told her that was rude |
They don’t wanna see you win |
Nah they want you always to lose |
They gon' always want you be stuck with them |
They’ll never wish you good luck on them |
And they’ll never wish bad luck either |
And I don’t know what the fuck to think either |
Got a foreign car like a wife beater |
Actin' like she like people |
Knowin' they don’t give two fucks if they’re still here |
They’ll leave her |
This politician is so fake |
They politickin' 'bout these cases |
I told her roll me up a blunt and I’ma face it |
Choppa make a man |
I’ve been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah |
My lil niggas tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah |
Patek Phillipe they got my wrist and they don’t play with that |
She been suckin' dick way before a nigga made it, yeah |
Got on mines and I got tired of waitin' |
Mama say, «You gonna make it, you gotta be patient» |
Came out the hood, trap out the stove out that vacant |
Now we flyin' different places, fuckin' bitches all different races |
I did this shit that they thought I wouldn’t do and I made it |
I was so down, man it’s so fucked up, couldn’t make over 80 |
I lost some friends, that was so fucked up and I know that they hate me |
Thugger, he gave me a chance and I had to take it |
Used to chop on the block with the 380 |
Now when I pull up they gotta pass me |
I came from nothing more than the 80s |
These niggas actors like Patrick Swayze |
I gotta get it, I can’t be lazy |
Didn’t have a dime so my mama crazy |
Ran up a sack with Thugger, baby |
Man this shit so amazing |
Patek Phillipe |
Cost a hundred bands, man |
Clip missin' on it |
Then I went and seen Elliott and iced up my Pigalle, you dig |
That’s on Big Duck, that’s on all 6, know I’m sayin'? |
I got like a 170, 180 thousand dollar watch, bro |
And it glow up green at night |
And when the sun hit it on the plane |
You understand what I’m sayin'? |
Yeah, I used to do this shit to maintain |
Til I started usin' 14% of my brain |
And that left me with 5 stars worth of stains, you dig? |
Thugger! |