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Thugger, Thugger, baby(Fah!)Fuck who, fuck what?You..Yeah..Hah..Rich gang, YSL til I'm deadI swear to god Imma ride and also die for my niggas till I’m deadSkeeted off in a Bentley, getting trailed by a dropheadFuture told you best, y’all shit’s fucking blockheadI ain’t playing a game through my quarterBitches wanna fuck 'cause that bankroll fatter than a whopperYeah, motherfuck a crimestopperHe ain't well-off pop the collar imposter (HEY)Work on me prefer a disaster (HEY)Big blunt like a rastaBig JJ walked in this bitch via a K via 100 round drum on itDrop bombs on it, if my nigga gain captured, I acquired some on itI’m eating nigga, Chee Cexactly how Chung on itYeah, chain on me, chain on meAnd I'ma let a J get the crumbs on itMy jeweler blinding me, blinding meHo yeah I’m shining B, shining BSimilar to a diamondYeah I’m cooking that fishscale, like a salmonBae I can take you to Switzerland choose Yah MonAnd every one of your trap spots beating choose alpine
Do your fucking dance (yah)Do your fucking, perform your fucking, execute your fucking dance (yah)Do your fucking, do your fucking, perform your fucking dance (yah)Do your fucking, execute your fucking, perform your fucking dance (eh)Do your fucking dance (yeah)Do your fucking, carry out your fucking, execute your fucking dance (dance)Do your fucking, carry out your fucking, carry out your fucking dance (swag)Do your fucking, carry out your fucking, carry out your fucking dance (kush)Yaaahhhhhhh (uhh)Wash that lil pussy and lug it to meJump in that water just like a small fish, waitI recognize I’m streetsAnd I might capture a body this weekPull up, take your head off your shouldersI heard you tried them boys, oh no, it's overBitch I obtained white prefer Santa Claus, I’m hoingMy bloods showing my summer so, ah whoahI carry out not trust your Jesus piece (I got my own)You could be bool if you don't stop to meI would certainly save it in the street (I swear to god)I’ll accept your apology (sike!)That's my motherfucking girlShe remain dvery own with Thugger and also I'ma give her the worldI ain’t gone never soptimal till you in Thugger worldI’ll marry you right inside this club, no boys and also girlsYeah..