Versuri Young Thug & Carnage: Young Martha – Liger lyrics
I wet ’em up and then it rain their blood it rinsed off
Thugger
Carnage what it do n*gga?
Let’s turn up
I tell the b*tch so that’s my kinfolk
We got the bricks I got the b*tches for the upper load
We wet ’em up and then it rain their blood it rinsed off
Lil’ mama foreign and exotic suck my skin off
I bought a Rollie’ but I coulda bought a Viper ayy
Everybody got tigers so I wanna go get a liger ayy
I’m so different from these n*ggas I won’t be like ’em (swear to God ayy)
Uh I bought a Bentley then I went and chopped the top off
I got a bad b*tch inside and I’m gettin’ topped off
I got a foreign ‘Rari then I cut the top off
I put these pebbles in the meat and knock the taco off
A pussy n*gga better stop playin’ with Slime boss
You pussy n*ggas f*ck around have me behind the wall
I swear to God I can’t wait to go with my f*ckin’ bros
I know he miss me and I miss him and that’s worth the long
I got some big guns pointed at it on
Louis V armor fatigue but it’s camo’ though (get it ayy)
She smokin’ loud like a high note
I just wanna put my D on your cameltoe (let’s do it)
I know they told you don’t play with these f*ckin’ folks (ayy ayy ayy ayy)
You gon’ end up in somebody mothaf*ckin’ moat
Blue diamonds water like South Beach oh yeah you can pour
Oh yeah I’m rich oh I don’t gotta vote f*ck you
I tell the b*tch so that’s my kinfolk
We got the bricks I got the b*tches for the upper load
We wet ’em up and then it rain their blood it rinsed off
Lil’ mama foreign and exotic suck my skin off
I bought a Rollie’ but I coulda bought a Viper ayy
Everybody got tigers so I wanna go get a liger ayy
I’m so different from these n*ggas I won’t be like ’em (f*ck ’em all ayy swear to God n*gga)
Thugger
Cash talk baby I want acres all in Vegas
I got b*tches wanna f*ck me all around the equator
I’m global b*tch I’m global yeah I am not your neighbor
No longer yeah all my cribs sit on hundreds of acres
b*tch I promise swear to God on my mom on my daughters
On my son on my mothaf*ckin’ gun
If I’m lyin’ make it jam while I’m tryna f*ckin’ blam
Old b*tch hi there ma’am suck me loose in Guwop’s Lamb’
Suck my top off yeah
b*tch I’m rich this ain’t luck
b*tch I’m climbin’ why you stuck?
b*tch I’m yammin’ in your guts
Uncle Sam mothaf*ck him
I ain’t payin’ him n*gga what?
Yeah I got right with God I know he gon’ keep me up
I tell the b*tch so that’s my kinfolk
We got the bricks I got the b*tches for the upper load
We wet ’em up and then it rain their blood it rinsed off
Lil’ mama foreign and exotic suck my skin off
I bought a Rollie’ but I coulda bought a Viper ayy
Everybody got tigers so I wanna go get a liger ayy
I’m so different from these n*ggas I won’t be like ’em (f*ck ’em all ayy swear to God n*gga)
Thugger
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