young thug - got (that) lyrics
[intro]
me like the smell of money you dig what i’m saying
yeah, b-tch, i like the smell of money
dora just brought me ten thousand dollars in a band n-gga
[hook]
hey! every three days, brand new weed
aye! five or better upon that team
hey! i want thighs i don’t want no legs
that’s why i got a diving board inside that b-tch, aye!
diving board inside that b-tch, ooh!
diving board that ho, hey!
diving board inside that b-tch, aye!
[verse 1]
i’m a dive in that cat, aye!
i’m a sit in that bach, aye!
fat -ss selling crack, aye!
i’m fire without a match, hey!
hey!, hey!, whoo!, get paid in full and i relax, hey!
bae kiss me all over that
no phone, my lips need chap
stick the d-ck inside these hoes today, boy!
i’m a jump inside that b-tch like andalé
i’m a pull a pointer’s head like a frito-lay
i’m a catch me a brown b-tch like baked beans, schwoo!
mitsubishi stuffed down to the godd-mned ground
call lil mama pacquiao, she want a whole lot a round
i’m a use her, that usher piece up a-town down
we selling drugs, we on your -ss like a godd-mned hound
[hook]
hey! every three days, brand new weed
aye! five or better upon that team
hey! i want thighs i don’t want no legs
that’s why i got a diving board inside that b-tch, aye!
diving board inside that b-tch, ooh!
diving board that ho, hey!
diving board inside that b-tch, aye!
[verse 2]
pitching underarm and i will play
pimping all these hoes like scottie pippen
i’m tony montana, bome and get me (bome on!)
stuff my body with fluid like i bought some chappie
no rick ross, i want gun play
bet a hundred thousand dollars on a sunday
i got seven cars parked on a one way
y’all p-ssy n-ggas walking on run-way
she want my ice and my cream like a sundae, hey!
and i’m done with this gangster sh-t like ken i’m a barbie, yeah!
yeah! n-gga ysl barbies
yeah! there’s got a lot of old hundreds and they wrinkled up like a shar-pei
ooh! i’m a pull up on a n-gga block, bangin’ stars like i work at hardee’s
ooh! lil mama booty soft even though she still h-rny
hey! my plug named bob, marley
[hook]
hey! every three days, brand new weed
aye! five or better upon that team
hey! i want thighs i don’t want no legs
that’s why i got a diving board inside that b-tch, aye!
diving board inside that b-tch, ooh!
diving board that ho, hey!
diving board inside that b-tch, aye!
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