paroles de chanson 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