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