Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Special, artist - Young Thug. Album song I'm Up, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment
Song language: English
Special |
| I feel special, I feel special |
| Look at my wrist, fingers, ears, look at my neck glow |
| I feel special, I feel special |
| Check out my bitch, check out my peers, keep 'em extra |
| Keep 'em fresh, my diamonds a massive mess |
| She said she not going for that |
| She keep her a Smith & Wesson |
| She keep it so confidential |
| She’ll erase you with a pistol |
| My diamonds they got way bigger |
| I bought me a tiger, Tigger |
| My diamonds they shine of course |
| Fuck her with a charlie horse |
| Pull up, let Lil' Dolly bust |
| Four fives in them Calicos |
| My cars sound like Need for Speed |
| My feet on some Mickey D’s |
| He clutching, he acting crazy |
| She want Lil' Lucci to leave |
| I told her he can not go |
| He got to stay with me with .44's |
| My Forgis sittin' tall like a rollercoast |
| These fuck niggas slower than rollie-pollies |
| DJ Sky flying higher |
| YSL never tell no choir |
| She want to fuck on my meal like Myers |
| I’m ninja lil' nigga |
| Tell 'em or tell something |
| Walking in with bands on us |
| Big B but Chanel on us |
| Laced up with some L’s on us |
| Motherfucker go crazy draw down with the steel on him |
| And I really, really, really can’t tell prepare for jail on 'em |
| I feel special, I feel special |
| Look at my wrist, fingers, ears, look at my neck glow |
| I feel special, I feel special |
| Check out my bitch, check out my peers, keep 'em extra |
| Keep 'em fresh, my diamonds a massive mess |
| She said she not going for that |
| She keep her a Smith & Wesson |
| She keep it so confidential |
| She’ll erase you with a pistol |
| My diamonds they got way bigger |
| I bought me a tiger, Tigger |
| Pull up in a Tesla |
| And if that shit don’t impress her |
| My swagger on special |
| You cuffin' that hoe trying to rescue |
| She on her knees like she want me to bless her |
| I try to get in her drawer like a dresser |
| I fuck that bitch like I’m trying to impress her |
| Look, shout out to Thugger |
| Cause bitch I’m a thug and they know I’m covered |
| He blood like we brothers |
| You niggas ain’t tough you fuck one up we gon' bust like a bubble |
| Balling on them like the Rucker |
| Lollipops, you niggas suckers |
| Keep that MC Hammer you can’t touch us |
| My swagger mean as a jerk |
| I’m popping tags like they percs |
| My bitch ain’t bad, she the worst |
| One of her bags half a bird |
| Pull out that Audemar, my diamonds water water you would think that I could surf |
| I’m the same nigga had to work |
| And I serve a nigga like Lurch, swerve |
| I feel special, I feel special |
| Look at my wrist, fingers, ears, look at my neck glow |
| I feel special, I feel special |
| Check out my bitch, check out my peers, keep 'em extra |
| Keep 'em fresh, my diamonds a massive mess |
| She said she not going for that |
| She keep her a Smith & Wesson |
| She keep it so confidential |
| She’ll erase you with a pistol |
| My diamonds they got way bigger |
| I bought me a tiger, Tigger |
| Offset! |
| I got a K and it’s special just like its a cereal |
| I’m looking down on your peasants because I’m the king and I’m the superior |
| You know I got shooters on top of the roof and you think that I’m playing I’m |
| serious |
| I’m on them Percocets and Vicodins |
| I’m adding the money not minusing |
| I got a bad bitch look like Kylie Jenner |
| It’s a millionaire club and you not a member |
| We slaying your hoe put that dick up in her |
| Don’t try me lil' nigga, I recommend it |
| Fifty thousand for the Audemar Piguet |
| You think about robbing nigga? |
| Better abort the mission like you killing |
| children |
| Cause I got that semi Grinch, stole Christmas, send shooter through your chimney |
| She fucked the star and tried to keep the condom |
| I fucked that hoe after hours like a Roma |
| Coca Cola coming from Tijuana |
| My wrists is sick, sometimes I want to vomit |
| Got that pump in my truck, I’m not talking about Donald |
| I want an island bitch, come here Rihanna |
| I got out of jail screaming, «Fuck the 'your honor'!» |
| I feel special, I feel special |
| Look at my wrist, fingers, ears, look at my neck glow |
| I feel special, I feel special |
| Check out my bitch, check out my peers, keep 'em extra |
| Keep 'em fresh, my diamonds a massive mess |
| She said she not going for that |
| She keep her a Smith & Wesson |
| She keep it so confidential |
| She’ll erase you with a pistol |
| My diamonds they got way bigger |
| I bought me a tiger, Tigger |