Текст песни Young Thug - Harambe

[Intro:]Mafia!Yeah, AP gang, bitch, you know what I'm sayin?Level up! Yeah!Yeah, AP gang![Verse 1:]Catch em down bad,Beat em with a bat, hashtag that,I call it New Jack, yeah, yeah!Bitch, I got a blue Jag',I make that cash talk,Bitch, I got a new house,You wanna get in, need a passcode, nigga!Two-twenty five on the dashboard, nigga!Stack it up until you get that foreign, nigga!Stack it up and then take care of your daughter, nigga!Stack it up and take care of your son, nigga!Stack it up and take care of your mom, nigga!You know I ran it all up by myself,And now your bitch is drinkin cum, nigga!My diamonds yellow like a corn, nigga!Double R at the prom, nigga!Skrt, skrt, skrt!Got some hitters, all of em my cuz, nigga!Girl, I know you love it,Love me, I know, I know you love me,You love me,Yeah![Chorus:]Bentley wheelin', nigga, bear killer, nigga, back it up,Bands kill a nigga, fast wheel a nigga, back it up.Ape shit nigga, Godzilla, nigga, act up,Don't let your chick go Godzilla, bae, back it up!I just wanna have sex,I just wanna have a baby by you, girl,I just wanna go crazy about you, girl,Gon make your nigga act crazy over you, girl,Ay, ‘cause you know I will,And I'm on a perky pill.

[Verse 2:]This shit can get ugly for you,I'll pull up and bust your mama,I'll pull up and bust your brother,I'll aim at your fuckin family,I'll aim at your whole clique,I'll aim at your muthafuckin mama,I'll aim at your fuckin dad,I'll aim at your daughter, son, nigga,I'll aim it at everything,I'll aim at the baby,I got devil inside of me,Got the devil inside me,God tryna provide me,God tryna decide,Do he wanna leave me assignment?Um, okay, I know you're frustrated bout a nigga, andEverything I take you through.I know I did a lot of sins,I hope you still let me make it through,Just ‘cause I got me a spot in LAThat don't mean Imma change the crew.My bitch tryin to figure out,How she can tell me to chill without changin you?Fuck it, I'm changin up on em,But my fans not changin on em,Makin a band, I'm sangin on em,Whip out that bag, syringin on em.Hey, we lock that bitch out with no passcode,I bought her some of those,Damn, she already had em, though.[Chorus:]Bentley wheelin', nigga, bear killer, nigga, back it up,Bands kill a nigga, fast wheel a nigga, back it up.Ape shit nigga, Godzilla, nigga, act up,Don't let your chick go Godzilla, bae, back it up!I just wanna have sex,I just wanna have a baby by you, girl,I just wanna go crazy about you, girl,Gon make your nigga act crazy over you, girl,Ay, ‘cause you know I will,And I'm on a perky pill.
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