young thug - dream lyrics
[hook: young thug]
a young n-gg-‘s life is a dream (yeah)
we ain’t lettin’ no hoes get between (us)
when my diamonds speak, they say “bling” (yeah)
yellow diamonds, no crime scene (yeah)
this that rich sh-t, i eat fish and grits
catch me boolin’ with my dogs, just like michael vick
i don’t give no d-mn if they throw it off, i won’t f-ckin’ miss
b-tch i’m so up, no sleepy brown, wouldn’t talk to him ’bout sh-t (ya dig?)
[verse 1: young thug]
i want you to talk to the hand while i talk to bands
i might gone and stop playing, take over the lands
my money long as school buses ain’t talkin’ no xans
sit still, i’m cool coming, pull up and then spray it
50 dub, know i’m sayin’? 100 bloods in my fam
100 bloods, they not fans, f-ck the beach, i got sand
ps3, i’m not playin’, go gentle on my lil’ man
she wanna stay where i’m stayin’, i’m booted up, i could land
my car is fast, i should drag, versace white, ku klux klan
don’t care if he’s crip, he still fam, no a.m., b-tch, i am
but when i do i might need help up
and i wanna be like mike and i ain’t talkin’ phelps, but
[hook: young thug]
a young n-gg-‘s life is a dream (yeah)
we ain’t lettin’ no hoes get between (us)
when my diamonds speak, they say “bling” (yeah)
yellow diamonds, no crime scene (yeah)
this that rich sh-t, i eat fish and grits
catch me boolin’ with my dogs, just like michael vick
i don’t give no d-mn if they throw it off, i won’t f-ckin’ miss
b-tch i’m so up, no sleepy brown, wouldn’t talk to him ’bout sh-t (ya dig?)
[verse 2: yak gotti]
hey how you doin’? i’m yak gotti, i got bodies on bodies
i’m with thugger, that’s my woadie, yeah my round
that’s my compadre
and we solid, oh so solid, if i get caught i won’t say nothin’
ysl, b-tch we mobbin’, i’m forreal, this beat knockin’
trigger, boy i got you, rico, boy i got you
i’m livin’ out my dreams, broke is not an option
yeah i’m livin’ out my dreams, broke is not an option
[hook: young thug]
a young n-gg-‘s life is a dream (yeah)
we ain’t lettin’ no hoes get between (us)
when my diamonds speak, they say “bling” (yeah)
yellow diamonds, no crime scene (yeah)
this that rich sh-t, i eat fish and grits
catch me boolin’ with my dogs, just like michael vick
i don’t give no d-mn if they throw it off, i won’t f-ckin’ miss
b-tch i’m so up, no sleepy brown, wouldn’t talk to him ’bout sh-t
ya dig?
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