Young Thug - Don't Know (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young Thug - Don't Know (en) Lyrics
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My newest bitch say that
she got it, you dig?
Show me your mil', I put my
SIG in, you dig? (Ayy)
I want that pussy 'cause
it's as tight as a kick
Look at my Rollie, it stay
cold as a fridge (Ayy)
Push your top back 'cause
I feel like it's a wig
I don't know why, I don't
know why, but I did
I don't know why, I don't
know why, yeah
But can you hurry up and buy? Yeah
Graduated from Howard, I'm
the shit, no bowel
Beat it up for an hour,
she wet as a shower
Hoppin' out on them cowards with
nothing but them whoppers
I'm a level five goblin
Thirty deep, all them lil'
niggas be mobbin'
Have you ever seen a street
geek barbarian?
R.I.P. Monroe, no Marilyn
Give my mama everything,
nigga, evident
Ayy, I ain't goin' steady,
but I'm ready (Yeah)
Let them bitches hit just like
your necklace (Yeah)
We got blocks and we
treacherous (Yeah)
Take your necklace, you neckless
Please stay out of my section, yeah
Pullin' out the chopper the
moment a nigga get here
I don't know why, I don't
know why, yeah (God)
But can you hurry up and buy?
Yeah (Got this shit, man)
God, got this gas, blowin'
so hard (So hard)
All them niggas shrimp,
they some poor boys
They gon' make us let the windows
down on a Rolls-Royce
Hustle hard, I keep the
.40, .40 got a dick
Bitches get 'round me, they sneezin',
jewelry game sick (Achoo)
I love mud, I done poured a deuce
up so slick (A duece)
Hop up in my car, now lick and go and
sit on the stick (Now watch out)
Put the marker on them niggas and
see if they real (Is you real?)
I'm out in Texas, buyin' pint, keepin'
shit trill (Keep it trill)
I got ashes droppin' on the
Bentley steerin' wheel
Xan' got me feelin' like I'm on a
Ferris wheel (My head spinning)
They came 'round the neighborhood
with that fire play (Ooh)
He got him a drop-top
just like a stingray
My nigga came with them bales,
that shit was green
day (It was green day)
I play the star role, juggin'
like in a screenplay (Woo)
God
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