Lyrics She Won't A Young Nigga - Tyler, The Creator
Yooooooooooung
Nigga
Yooooooooooung
Nigga
Young
Nigga
got
guns
Young
Nigga
pack
kush,
Young
Nigga
smoke
blunts
I
hit
a
nigga
in
his
neck
Aim
can't
miss,
got
bazookas
on
deck
My
pasta
be
expensive,
money
be
extensive
Bitches
on
my
dick,
nigga,
I
don't
give
a
fuck
And
a
nigga
got
stacks,
Gucci
this,
Gucci
that
Hoochies
shake
their
little
booty,
when
they
see
me
in
my
Coogi
suit
Young
Nigga,
Young
Nigga
Bitches
want
a
Young
Nigga,
bitches
want
Yooooooooooung
Nigga
Yooooooooooung
Nigga
Young
Nigga
is
ruthless,
top
gone
like
my
coupe
is
I
be
popping
at
the
feds,
screaming
"Free
Lil
Boosie"
If
a
nigga
got
a
problem,
hit
a
nigga
with
the
llama
If
a
nigga
got
a
problem,
shoot
a
nigga
in
his
dick
Young
Nigga
got
a
scooter
Young
Nigga's
new
bitch
works
at
Hooters,
your
bitch
got
a
line-up
Nigga
don't
fuck
your
boy
I
don't
give
a
fuck
click-clack,
hit
a
nigga
in
his
back
They
want
a
Young
Nigga,
Young
Nigga
Bitches
want
a
Young
Nigga
Even
your
mothafuckin'
grandmas,
aunties
be
like
Young
Nigga,
Young
Nigga
You
know
it's
Young
Nigga,
Young
Nigga,
bitches
want
Yooooooooooung
Nigga
Yooooooooooung
Nigga
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