| Yeah, you under-dig, nigga?
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| Top floor type shit (Rich girl)
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| Chandeliers with marble floors, boy
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| My baby momma just put me on child support
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| Fuck a warrant, I ain’t going to court
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| Don’t care what them white folks say, I just wanna see my lil boy
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| Go to school, be a man, and sign up for college boy
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| Don’t be a fool, be a man, what you think that knowledge for?
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| She dissed me in high school, no reason to acknowledge her
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| Lead by example, I don’t fuck round with no followers
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| Follow up on everything I do, ask my girl
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| Call the cops, I don’t give a fuck, I travel all around the world
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| Wake up, too late for breakfast, I need a lunch meal
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| My producer cut hoes off, Dun Deal
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| I’m real, I’m Quan all I speak is truth, oooh
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| Come here, all I want is you, aye
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| Pull up, put it on me, baby girl, bring it to me now
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| I’m just tryna get in, then work my way out
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| I don’t care who you came with
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| But you leaving with me for the rest of the night
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| It’s over, got good luck, four leaf clover
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| If she wanna fuck, tell her come over, Thugga pulled up That’s my brother, same mother, different daddies
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| Riding in that Caddy
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| All black tint, you ain’t seen this before
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| None of my shit rented, you ain’t seen this before
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| Tell me just what you spent, nigga I spent some more
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| (Hahaha!) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Walked in with a new gun on me, ya’ll niggas thought I was playin
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| Ya’ll niggas out here think you selling coke, you selling can
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| Thugga, my man, Birdman, my man
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| Two words: Rich Gang, YSL Rich Gang, Rich Homie for life, aye
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| Try anyone of us you’ll lose your life
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| Play with these big dogs, better have your phone, call it a night
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| I don’t play no game, no way
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| Thugger!
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| Thought I was gone until I walked in like the man of the year
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| Got an endorsement with GTV, y’all niggas drinking beers
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| When it come to Young Thug
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| The young bitch jump like she was drinking deers
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| Bottom of my car red, I bang for real
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| I, spend a lil 60 on Act', I drank for real
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| I want Quan medication, he got pain pills
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| But I need to see my girl to make my pain heal
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| But I ain’t never been in love, I don’t know how pain feel, ayyy
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| Do my thang all across the globe
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| That’s why I spend big banks on all my hoes
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| I spend the largest bank on all my clothes
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| That pus' so wet, she gotta dry it outdoors, Quan!
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| Hit it from the back she like (aye aye), all she know is (aye aye)
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| Money to the ceiling like (aye aye), Thugga Thugga say (aye)
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| If you got a problem, then (ohh), shooting guns like (ohh)
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| Stupid ho like (ohh), condo full of (hoes)
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| I got stupid money at the condo
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| Boy I just moved in boy I ain’t even count it (what?)
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| Niggas think they on cause they in a rental car
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| Everything on me and I own it Number one at shopping everything I see
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| I can buy that shit if I want it But everyday I wake up i’m tryna get my cake up With all of my rich homies
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| Three Gs on a blaze nigga
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| Millionaires boy
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| Get ya game up nigga
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| Living life like that boy
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| Like it’s no tomorrow ya heard
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| Rich Gang that fly shit nigga
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| Size us up guarantee you gone lose ya heard
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| Ice game so fly
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| Drop a 50 on a nigga feet
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| Fuck em Let your people wear your T-shirts nigga
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| Let’s roll |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Freestyle , by - Young Thug. Song from the album No Pen No Pad, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп