Singer: Young Thug
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Song: Droppin Jewels
Young Thug - Droppin Jewels Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (03:38-218-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:01.20]Show me that I'm done
[00:03.30]I'm finished here, but still no fear, yeah
[00:07.90]Ain't no more reminiscin'
[00:09.80]Ain't no more judgin', no intuition
[00:12.00]Tell me why I'm livin'
[00:15.60]Why am I remaining here?
[00:18.30]I was smokin' 'Scotti, but not Pippen
[00:21.40]I taught my son how to stack that shit to the ceiling
[00:24.40]Drop a body and you wouldn't have to pay for lunch
[00:27.20]I told my dawg I'm ridin' whether he right or wrong
[00:30.00]I done got big, they record my life through a drone
[00:32.90]I told my bitch to stay behind me, I'm in my zone
[00:36.10]She like, "How the fuck you ain't never wrote a song?"
[00:38.90]Same reason your fine ass ain't never wore a thong
[00:41.90]You ain't ridin' for life, then I'd just rather ride alone
[00:45.00]Bought you a spot, now you don't ever gotta go
[00:48.10]Yeah, I told my nigga I'ma drop the jewels on him
[00:51.20]You gotta go through this shit here with your heart, you can't snooze on it
[00:54.30]It's bad, you better get rid of it or lose on it
[00:56.80]I know you heard that old saying about bad fruit, homie, huh
[00:59.90]If you can't beat 'em, knock it out 'em, whew
[01:02.80]If you gon' kill 'em, better not be sloppy
[01:05.30]I told my daughter, "Keep one in the head," she ain't gotta cock it
[01:08.00]I told my son if he wanted to live, he might catch a body
[01:11.00]I told my son he ain't a cheerleader, but he might gotta catch a body
[01:14.00]His driver named Joe, but he still can't do it sloppy
[01:16.90]I just hopped up out that Ghost, I been drivin' a dead body
[01:19.90]I ain't really into nothin', but I spend it like a hobby
[01:22.80]I was locked inside the trap, didn't think about it, but I got out it
[01:26.00]Now my cars and clothes exotic
[01:27.40]I ain't 6ix9ine, but two hoes with me right now, you can call me Shotti
[01:30.50]I been droppin' all my vic's and now the FBI won't stop me
[01:33.10]Got this shit on fire like a Taki, nigga, woah, woah
[01:37.50]Show me that I'm done
[01:39.80]I'm finished here, but still no fear, yeah
[01:43.90]Ain't no more reminiscin'
[01:45.90]Ain't no more judgin', no intuition
[01:48.20]Tell me why I'm livin'
[01:51.30]Why am I remaining here?
[01:55.10]I was smokin' 'Scotti, but not Pippen
[01:57.00]I taught my son how to stack that shit to the ceiling
[02:00.20]Yeah, they complimentin' my new Rolls-Royce
[02:02.90]TV in the front of that motherfucker like a tour bus
[02:06.00]Spirit of ecstasy got me feelin' so blessed, you see
[02:09.00]I told my bitch I was 'bout to go shoot up Trestletree
[02:12.00]Half a million dollars on my dawgs and all my cars
[02:14.60]Couple millions to my mama and my pa
[02:16.80]Got the sniper on the roof for niggas tryna act hard
[02:20.10]I just bought a brand new coupe and it's a black Jaguar
[02:23.60]Matte black, old Trans Am, thank you, ma'am
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