Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Swear To God, artist - Young Thug. Album song Thug-A-Nomics, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 19.01.2016
Record label: Tan
Song language: English
I Swear To God |
| Yeah, ooh, Thugger |
| Yeah, Thugger |
| (We got London on da Track) |
| Payin' attention, tragic for these bitches |
| You ever play with her, I’ma come with that cannon for this bitch |
| I bought her red bottoms, look how she’s stuntin' on this bitch |
| I ain’t DJ Drama but I got that cannon for this bitch |
| And I’m ready to spray, spray, spray, spray it |
| I said I’m ready to spray it, hey |
| On God I’ll spray it |
| I swear to God I’ll spray it |
| I swear to God, I swear to God, I swear to God, I swear to God |
| Know she got me high |
| She look like Nicki Minaj |
| Her body ain’t got no scars |
| I swear she ridin' round that bitch |
| Ridin' on that, grindin' on that dick |
| She pullin' on a nigga’s skin, woah |
| She told me this shit straight up like a pole |
| Cookin' with no clothes |
| I’m drinkin' Actavis, I’m drinking Act |
| Bad pussy, she on that |
| She want me to cover her face just like a wrap |
| She work for FADER, her old boyfriend rap, hey |
| Met her in 901 |
| Got a whole lot of guns, gon' pull up on a nigga like |
| What the fuck a nigga doin'? |
| Free Unfoonk, live from the fuckin' zoo |
| Catch a nigga’s bitch playin' Na na na-boo |
| I just want me a new coupe with no roof |
| I don’t wanna talk, I’m so ready to prove |
| To you that you’re |
| And I’m ready to spray, spray, spray, spray it |
| I said I’m ready to spray it, hey |
| On God I’ll spray it |
| I swear to God I’ll spray it |
| I swear to God, I swear to God, I swear to God, I swear to God |
| And I’m ready for war and I hope you’re ready for war |
| I hope that you ready to see spaghetti |
| I know that you’re ready, I swear I hope that you’re ready |
| I hope you’re ready |
| Man, I’m pullin' up with this shit |
| Mama mia, I need quesadillas, I’m here |
| Nigga pull up like you a foe, check out the Kia |
| Takin' ice, game end up at Magic |
| Remy, keep her hair did, never finish |
| Bitches envy |
| How many times I have to tell you they ain’t your friends? |
| Believe it or not, they wanna be in your position |
| Fill up on Wock |
| Buy me a big old piece of weed |
| Pour a four, now I can’t go to sleep |
| Thuggin' in these streets |
| If I’m lyin', I’m flyin' |
| And I’m ready to spray, spray, spray, spray it |
| I said I’m ready to spray it, hey |
| On God I’ll spray it |
| I swear to God I’ll spray it |
| I swear to God, I swear to God, I swear to God, I swear to God |