Young Thug - That's All текст песни

Текст песни That's All - Young Thug



I got me a K in this place
Baby, don't play in this place
You can call me ace in this place
Ten thousand dollar vase in his face
Bring them racks out the safe
Go to church like Mase
Put a mask on my face
Beat the case and buy a case and he dead
Fuck a nigga bitch, that's all
Grabbin' on my dick, that's all
Stuntin' with my bitch, that's all
Standin' with my clique, that's all
My cup gotta be muddy, that's all
She tell me that she love me, that's all
I wanna clean it with Lysol (fresh)
She fuckin' all my buddies, that's all
She fuckin' all my buddies
I might love fuckin' it, but I say can I love it?
I might catch a nigga, bitch and fuck her right I crush her
Bitch, I am a monster, I know I am a lil' ugly
I might pull up with all of my jewelry on my bus
Got a unique body, my clothes, get 'em from Russia
I might pull up and pimp that bitch just like a sucka
[?] I fuck unless I got my mustard, ketchup, nigga
Nigga loaded pimpin' pill tight, game right
I might eat it, I might beat it like Mike Ikes
Treat that pussy Tempurpedic, and call it a night
She compliment on my fly, and I ain't talking no flight
And therefore I love her
She make a nigga shine without using butter
My partner in crime, she won't tell like her mother
We don't want no one other, we got one another
She know I got her weed and each other
She know I'ma grip her V when I fuck her
She know I'ma go overseas like a Blood
Hey baby my name Jeff and Mud
I got me a K in this place
Baby, don't play in this place
You can call me ace in this place
Ten thousand dollar vase in his face
Bring them racks out the safe
Go to church like Mase
Put a mask on my face
Beat the case and buy a case and he dead
Fuck a nigga bitch, that's all
Grabbin' on my dick, that's all
Stuntin' with my bitch, that's all
Standin' with my clique, that's all
My cup gotta be muddy, that's all
She tell me that she love me, that's all
I wanna clean it with Lysol (fresh)
She fuckin' all my buddies, that's all
I won't hit that girl, no guacamole
I can see straight through you like a bullet
Shawty want my closet like a hood
Fuck all of my feelings, no good
Bitch I am a tiger, no wood
I done see more hoes than Tiger Woods
When she with me she just do it
She can't fit into these jeans don't do it
She remember me
She remember everything about me
She remember me
She remember, she remember everything
She remember me
She remember me
She do it, she do, she do
She remember I'm a young nigga
Every time she sees those raps she want a song, nigga
She know I'm in her mouth just like some gum, nigga
I might give her my all, then some, nigga
I strap my fingers and then check my palms, nigga
My girl gon' relax, and dressed in Toms, nigga
I got Lil' Bobby say [?] my tongue, nigga
You know my cup is pink, like bubblegum, nigga
Pink, pussy wetter than a sink
Out here on my knees
If I can't have you you're deceased
That means I couldn't be
Baby, I can't see, curiosity
In love with the opposite of me
Do you dig it?
Fuck a nigga bitch, that's all
Grabbin' on my dick, that's all
Stuntin' with my bitch, that's all
Standin' with my clique, that's all
My cup gotta be muddy, that's all
She tell me that she love me, that's all
I wanna clean it with Lysol (fresh)
She fuckin' all my buddies, that's all



Авторы: Bob Haymes


Young Thug - Compilation
Альбом Compilation




Внимание! Не стесняйтесь оставлять отзывы.