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young thug - harambe lyrics

[intro]
mafia!
yeah, peep game, b-tch, you know what i’m sayin’?
level up! yeah
yeah peep game

[verse 1]
catch ’em down bad
beat ’em with a bat, hashtag that
i call it new jack, yeah, yeah
b-tch, i got a blue jag
i make that cash talk
b-tch, i got a new house
you wanna get in, need a p-sscode n-gg-
two twenty five on the dashboard, n-gg-
stack it up and until you get that foreign, n-gg-
stack it up and and then take care of your daughter, n-gg-
stack it up and take care of your son, n-gg-
stack it up and take care of that money
you know i ran it all up by myself
and now your b-tch drinkin’ c-m n-gg-
my diamonds yellow like a corn n-gg-
double r at the prom n-gg-
skrt, skrt skrt
got some hitters all of ’em my cuz n-gg-
girl i know you love it
love me, i know, i know you love me
you love me
yeahh
[hook]
bentley with a n-gg-, bear killer n-gg-, back it up
bands kill a n-gg-, fast wheel a n-gg-, back it up
ape sh-t n-gg-, godzilla, n-gg-, act up
don’t let your chick go godzilla, bae, back it up
i just wanna have s-x
i just wanna have a baby by you, girl
i just wanna go crazy about you, girl
gon’ make your n-gg- act crazy over you, girl
ayy, cause you know i will
and i’m on a perky pill

[verse 2]
this sh-t can get ugly for you
i’ll pull up and bust your mama
i’ll pull up and bust your brother
i’ll aim at your f-ckin’ family
i’ll aim at your whole clique
i’ll aim at your mothaf-ckin’ mama
i’ll aim at your f-ckin’ dad
i’ll aim at your daughter, son, n-gg-
i’ll aim it at everything
i’ll aim at the bag
i got devil inside of me
got the devil inside me
god tryna provide me
but i’m tryna decide
do we wanna leave the -ssignment?
um okay i know you’re frustrated bout a n-gg- and
every time i take you through
i know i did a lot of sinnin’
i hope you still let me make it through
just cause i got me a spot in la
that don’t mean i’ma change the crew
my b-tch trying to figure out
how she can tell me to chill without changin’ you
f-ck it, i’m changin’ up on ’em
but my fans, not changin’ on ’em
makin’ a band, i’m sangin’ on ’em
whip out that bag, syringin’ on ’em
hey, we lock that b-tch out with no p-sscode
i bought her summer doors
d-mn, she already had ’em though

[hook]
bentley with a n-gg-, bear killer n-gg-, back it up
bands kill a n-gg-, fast wheel a n-gg-, back it up
ape sh-t n-gg-, godzilla, n-gg-, act up
don’t let your chick go godzilla, bae, back it up
i just wanna have s-x
i just wanna have a baby by you, girl
i just wanna go crazy about you, girl
gon’ make your n-gg- act crazy over you, girl
ayy, cause you know i will
and i’m on a perky pill

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