| I live my life just like a warrior
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| And I’m a motherfucking warrior
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| I live my life just like a warrior
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| And I’m a motherfucking warrior
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| I creep silent, I creep silent, I creep silent
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| I creep silent, I creep silent
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| I creep silent, I creep silent
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| I creep silent, I creep silent, I creep silent
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| And I’m a motherfucking warrior according to the score
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| The in there, your ho in there, your bro in there
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| After that was so much weed you got to mow in there
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| We took em out, he had more in there
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| Kicked him up his ass with Jimmy Cha and Jimmy Cho in there
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| Bitches see me in that Honda Chevy, want my digits
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| Want my ticket, they can’t get it
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| Thinking nothing but these kitties
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| It’s impatient in the city got me frigid, but I’m getting it
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| It ain’t only, spot that beat and
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| Get the bags out the trash can, see too much weed I’m gon spaz
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| Shotgun nino mash, YSL swag
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| Rock clad, I’m gon take his ass
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| One cap out no pass
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| too bad, RIP to, free my nigga Nash
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| I live my life just like a warrior, I know that nigga up to something
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| He standing in the cold with no coat, catch a dime bag with an O and wipe your
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| nose
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| Stay cold cause that pole on his throat
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| Hit the jeweler, leave out froze, my diamond blacker than coal
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| Her pussy dripping, all my pimping
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| I’m a hippy, know she with it
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| All the fuck up your city, my diamond’s bleeding, Wicced’s pissing
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| We going in just like, she on the stage showing her kitty
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| Thug tattooed on her titty, I look like a ton of midgets
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| Speaking of midgets, got a if you want it, I’ll go get it
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| Make one phone call to the, they gon pull up right here with it
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| We not worried bout no jacking, that’s a ticket, no lieutenant
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| You know DK gonna squeeze it till it’s empty
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| I live my life just like a warrior, my skin read like Seminoles
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| Speaking of red, my sponsored by red bottom
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| These bitches want everybody, my whole crew they got problems
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| They, they gon kill that, we can’t stop them
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| We just looking like the in the club, they know we got it
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| Hit the club looking like Pac, we got muscles just like rocket
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| Got all of these bitches for my bosses, plus your posse look like pasta
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| We don’t beat em, we gon eat em, we gon feed em to these divas
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| Yeah these divas run with heaters, senorita, hasta la vista
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| They two piece ya, then they leave, for your maker, know I need her
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| But I’m baker, pieces, what I’m making, cheetahs
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| I got acres sitting on acres, motherfucker |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Warrior, artist - Young Thug. Album song Money on My Mind, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп