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bricc baby - thru' wit it lyrics

[intro: young thug]
racks on top of yo head and then i’m thru’ wit it
thugger, aye, thugger, thug
sh-tro, ysl

[chorus: young thug/bricc baby]
i drop them bands on top of yo head and then i’m thru’ wit it
sh-tro ran up so many racks i think he jewish-rich!
i’m not no rat but i came straight up out that sewer sh-t
viper trucks and amazing bud
little kids say “you a chick” (you)
i bang my gang from the east coast up to the west coast
we don’t mail you them packs
we just traffic bricks from the leer
yes, thugger i’m more crazy than [?]
vvs’ like water, glaciers
chain like chandelier!

[verse 1: young thug/bricc baby]
tony tiger, my life’s fire
made millions off cyphers
she a girl and i might spice her
cut it, yea i dice her
tell her to bring her best friend and i’ma have her dykin’
if i’m leaning like kickstand, i’ma one-night her
chillin’ on boat like i’m gilligan
i’m not talking lake but i am a fisherman
i got a habit with siblings
i f-ck all their mother, their sister, their cousin and..
i got your whole life in a duffel bag
i’m jewish-rich in a bucket hat
we put in the bricks of leers
my backyard came with a helipad
get away from my thing
i got a bomb again
you wish you should’ve known
i make her c-m and go
remove your panties, ho
before you whip the blow
no animal, got donkey on a camel toe

[verse 2: bricc baby/young thug]
i drop a couple bands then i’m thru’ wit it
them tiny loafs, so start some
i’m gon’ act a fool wit it (ole!)
young sh-tty
let that lil’ n-gga come to me
i swear that i want him
make him play head-b-tt with bullets
woo! he gon’ die soon as i pull it
we don’t talk semis
all of my n-ggas talk fullies
we catch him down back then we slime him
big homie double-back and hide him
you turn your back on me, i’ll spine you
you p-ssies are p-ssy, v-g-n-s
chop ’em up, no benihana’s
i ride with a gang of piranhas
thirty-round clip in the llama
you owe me, i pop at your mama
i’m ready to run mississippi
the k!llers and hippies are with me
your slime in the 60’s was sh-tty
one month with us, you’ll have no kidneys

- bricc baby lyrics

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