| Yeah, Thugger, Thugger, Yeah
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| Goose with another
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| (Goose with another one)
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| Yeah, uh
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| Thugger, hey!
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| This a letter to my slimes, what’s brackin' slimes?
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| I had your back every single last fuckin' time
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| And you know I’m the only one who’s gon' die 'bout you
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| And you know in Pluto I can stand side to side with you
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| I’m livin' every week like it’s my birthday week
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| I can be a birthday freak
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| Bitch, I’m working while you lurkin' me
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| I’m in the street like it’s my worst week
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| My bitch boolin' and she say she want that Birkin B
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| Ma asked was my purpose, then
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| Mama say I ain’t have no choice but to do my mothafuckin' thing
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| Got my shoes, I tied 'em up and made a whole 'nother lane
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| My diamonds shining, they glistenin', but they ain’t from Johnny fuckin' Dang
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| You say her cat was terrific and I said the same damn thing
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| Same damn time
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| These bitches and these niggas wanna see a nigga dead
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| Damn why’s that? |
| Spam that shit nigga
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| I’m dumpin' on your bitch
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| No Donald, I’ll Trump that bitch
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| Ho say it again, say it again
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| Kush smell like a skunk
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| Bitch, I’m fresher than a punk
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| Okay, now tell me how you want it (What!?)
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| You know that I got it (What!?)
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| Big booty ho from Houston
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| I bang red like a Rocket
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| Okay, well she done been around you
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| I know all about her
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| I wanna put a eight-ball in her corner pocket
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| I just read her diary, went and bought her that Mercedes
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| No cop car, she a Taurus
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| Yeah, that «T», that mean she taken
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| She don’t feel right 'til she play me
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| She won’t take my bread, no baby
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| And just for that, I would love to keep her
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| She keep going 'round like an equator
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| I’ll introduce her to paper
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| Bitch, it’s a bando, it’s vacant
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| I bought ice just for my acres
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| Damn, there go a superstar, no shaker
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| Hey, I grab that pistol and erase 'em
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| Mama say I ain’t have no choice but to do my mothafuckin' thing
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| Got my shoes, I tied 'em up and made a whole 'nother lane
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| My diamonds shining, they glistenin', but they ain’t from Johnny fuckin' Dang
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| You say her cat was terrific and I said the same damn thing
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| You feel the same way 'bout it, you feel the same way
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| I swear I’ll catch me a body, these niggas try to play
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| You know I’m rich, but ain’t make you the girl in the same day
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| You know I don’t care about cheese on my head like Green Bay
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| No way, José (Yah)
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| You like my motherfuckin' fate today (Ohh)
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| I might catch her ‘round the way, stray and save the day
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| Put that dick inside her she stuck, she stuck like clay
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| (Yah, yah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Purpose , by - Young Thug. Song from the album Young Rich Homie Thuggin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп