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young thug & carnage – liger lyrics

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[intro]
i wet ’em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
thugger
carnage, what it do, n-gg-?
let’s turn up

[chorus]
i tell the b-tch sit on that dope, yeah that’s my kinfolk’s
we got the bricks, i got the b-tches for the upper load
we wet ’em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
lil’ mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
i bought a rollie’, but i coulda bought a viper, ayy
everybody got tigers, so i wanna go get a liger, ayy
i’m so different from these n-gg-s, i won’t be like ’em (swear to god, ayy)

[verse 1]
uh, i bought a bentley, then i went and chopped the top off
i got a bad b-tch inside and i’m gettin’ topped off
i got a foreign ‘rari, then i cut the top off
i put these pebbles in the meat and knock the taco off
a p-ssy n-gg- better stop playin’ with slime boss
you p-ssy n-gg-s f-ck around, have me behind the wall
i swear to god, i can’t wait to go with my f-ckin’ bros
i know he miss me and i miss him, and that’s worth the long
i got some big guns pointed at it on
louis v armor fatigue, but it’s camo’, though (get it, ayy)
she smokin’ loud like a high note
i just wanna put my d on your cameltoe (let’s do it)
i know they told you don’t play with these f-ckin’ folks (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
you gon’ end up in somebody mothaf-ckin’ moat
blue diamonds, water like south beach, oh yeah, you can pour
oh yeah, i’m rich, oh, i don’t gotta vote, f-ck you

[chorus]
i tell the b-tch sit on that dope, yeah that’s my kinfolk’s
we got the bricks, i got the b-tches for the upper load
we wet ’em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
lil’ mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
i bought a rollie’, but i coulda bought a viper, ayy
everybody got tigers, so i wanna go get a liger, ayy
i’m so different from these n-gg-s, i won’t be like ’em (f-ck ’em all, ayy, swear to god, n-gg-)
thugger

[verse 2]
cash talk, baby, i want acres all in vegas
i got b-tches wanna f-ck me all around the equator
i’m global, b-tch, i’m global, yeah, i am not your neighbor
no longer, yeah, all my cribs sit on hundreds of acres
b-tch, i promise, swear to god, on my mom, on my daughters
on my son, on my mothaf-ckin’ gun
if i’m lyin’, make it jam while i’m tryna f-ckin’ blam
old b-tch, hi, there, ma’am, suck me loose in guwop’s lamb’
suck my top off, yeah
b-tch, i’m rich, this ain’t luck
b-tch, i’m climbin’, why you stuck?
b-tch, i’m yammin’, in your guts
uncle sam, mothaf-ck him
i ain’t payin’ him, n-gg-, what?
yeah, i got right with god, i know he gon’ keep me up

[chorus]
i tell the b-tch sit on that dope, yeah that’s my kinfolk’s
we got the bricks, i got the b-tches for the upper load
we wet ’em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
lil’ mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
i bought a rollie’, but i coulda bought a viper, ayy
everybody got tigers, so i wanna go get a liger, ayy
i’m so different from these n-gg-s, i won’t be like ’em (f-ck ’em all, ayy, swear to god, n-gg-)
thugger