young thug - 2 bitches (danny glover) lyrics
[intro]
thugger thugger
thugger
stoner life, ysl
[chorus]
okay, cool, okay, bool, i love her
i’ma save her, yes, like danny glover
i’ma call my papi for her, f-ck the mother
i p-ss them a molly, now they kiss each-other (hot)
every time i f-ck i gotta hit me least like two b-tches
boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists
foreign car outside, that b-tch got two digits
money stand like eight feet just like two midgets
[verse 1]
who the f-ck told you that young thugger thugger don’t f-ck up the beat?
i got six cars and i also got rentals and all of ’em tinted
no, i’m not nipsey, not from l.a., but i got keys to the city
i f-ck it, i suck it, i beat it down, then she beat me to the ceilin’
stoner my lifestyle, i’m livin’ too wild
i came to make you proud, that money keep her around
in love with her head, i can’t turn it down
can’t wait for my time to come back around
she see that you don’t got lil haiti’s style
plus i just seen snoop on girls gone wild
i just bought a bentley and a b-tch came with it
young rich n-gga hittin’ million dollar l!cks
balling in new york like a motherf-cking knick
you better have them racks, you ever want to hear me spit
and everywhere i go i gotta p-ss like the staff
i’m goin’ off top like a motherf-ckin’ lay up
357, six shots like al
i left ten bands in a motherf-ckin’ cab
[chorus]
okay, cool, okay, bool, i love her
i’ma save her, yes, like danny glover
i’ma call my papi for her, f-ck the mother
i p-ss them a molly, now they kiss each-other (hot)
every time i f-ck i gotta hit me least like two b-tches
boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists
foreign car outside, that b-tch got two digits
money stand like eight feet just like two midgets
[verse 2]
i knew i was gonna run my money up and everybody didn’t
all these n-ggas p-ssy n-ggas, tellin’ on they partner
hope the p-ssy n-gga get a bigger sentence
p-ssy n-gga play, i’m coming back with the k
and i’ma shoot that motherf-cker ’til he livid
b-tches wanna see a n-gga thumb through it fast
i’ma name myself young thug attendant
hundred bands at a time i fronted you bags, but you
i don’t like using profanity, but the young thugger will gut you
all of my cups are muddy i f-ck my b-tches’ buddies
i just want nut like buddy, all of my b-tches buddies
panamera with the tinted roof
all the n-ggas dogs goin’, “roof”
top notch shawty, n-gga ring came with karats
young n-gga rich, jewelry colder than the attic
if she ain’t a virgin, then that b-tch is only average
i can’t even hear ya, baby, get rid of the static
i can’t learn a b-tch, but i learned mathematics
i just ball her down whenever she call my pattern
[chorus]
okay, cool, okay, bool, i love her
i’ma save her, yes, like danny glover
i’ma call my papi for her, f-ck the mother
i p-ss them a molly, now they kiss each-other (hot)
every time i f-ck i gotta hit me least like two b-tches
boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists
foreign car outside, that b-tch got two digits
money stand like eight feet just like two midgets
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