young nudy - no clue (remix) lyrics
[intro: young nudy]
ayy t.j. roll up another blunt bruh
ya heard me?
alright, let’s do it
mmm, mmm, yeah
i just wanna thank y’all hoes, thank y’all hoes
[verse 1: young nudy]
i used to be a lover boy
that ho brought me to a savage
treat this ho like i’m a savage
f-ck on your ho like a savage
yeah, she lovin’ these racks
she lovin’ these racks, i stay with them racks
smokin on that stupid pack
loud pack, can you smell that?
[hook: young nudy]
kush pack, yeah i’m blowin’ that
doing two hundred, i’m blowin’ that
yeah you ridin’ in that pluck pluck
i just pulled up in that tonka truck
hop in that m-th-rf-cker fresh as f-ck
big racks, shirty hangin out
big thirty, yeah it’s hangin’ out
with the gang everywhere go, yeah we hangin’ out
yeah, these b-tches they choose
these n-gg-s hatin’, give they -ss the blues
n-gg- wanna play blues the clues
your ho wanna f-ck and you didn’t have a clue
[verse 2: young nudy]
i would hate to be you
you broke as f-ck and your ho know it too
and you lame as a fool, your whole gang look lame too
d-mn, i’m racked up, stackin’ my money up
condo n-gg-, i’m flexin up
all these whips and i’m icy bruh
i know your ho, yeah she liking us
yea you know this that gang sh-t
and we don’t f-ck with that lame sh-t
and you is not the pyramid
i’m in the block where you can’t go in
yeah, you feeling that?
smokin’ that gas, can you hear that?
loud pack, ooh, it’s that loud pack
smokin’ that anthrax
in the maybach, yeah we kick back
hoes just say wanna suck that
i know that they love that
[hook: young nudy]
kush pack, yeah i’m blowin’ that
doing two hundred, i’m blowin’ that
yeah you ridin’ in that pluck pluck
i just pulled up in that tonka truck
hop in that m-th-rf-cker fresh as f-ck
big racks, shirty hangin out
big thirty, yeah it’s hangin’ out
with the gang everywhere go, yeah we hangin’ out
yeah, these b-tches they choose
these n-gg-s hatin’, give they -ss the blues
n-gg- wanna play blues the clues
your ho wanna f-ck and you didn’t have a clue
[verse 3: lil yachty]
get it up
baby suck s-m-n like a sippy cup
get a n-gg- knocked for like fifty bucks
my n-gg- walk around with the semi tucked
n-gg-s think i’m sweet ’cause i smile
okay, i’ma have to do a n-gg- foul
slap a n-gg- right in front of his child
give him the blues ’cause his ho goin’ wild, wild
wild, been smashin’ your ho, ain’t gon’ lie for a while
flooded my face and my dial
born rich and you ride rocks to the loud
that’s why i had beef in the back
that’s the one-eighty, that’s facts
nudy my n-gg-, that’s black
most these rap n-gg-s be whack
f-ck her friend, show up the stacks
brother locked up, that n-gg- shipped the packs
that n-gg- he was ’bout racks
all of my n-gg-s ’bout racks
lil boat
[hook: young nudy]
kush pack, yeah i’m blowin’ that
doing two hundred, i’m blowin’ that
yeah you ridin’ in that pluck pluck
i just pulled up in that tonka truck
hop in that m-th-rf-cker fresh as f-ck
big racks, shirty hangin out
big thirty, yeah it’s hangin’ out
with the gang everywhere go, yeah we hangin’ out
yeah, these b-tches they choose
these n-gg-s hatin’, give they -ss the blues
n-gg- wanna play blues the clues
your ho wanna f-ck and you didn’t have a clue
[outro]
umm, well
that’s the end of that story
and that’s a wrap
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