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young thug – jonesboro (demo) lyrics

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[chorus]
comin’ out of jonesboro south (ayy)
n+gga havin’ golds all through they mouth, yeah
lifetime goals (woo), runnin’ through the roof (wha’?)
pullin’ out the ghost (grah), make a n+gga poof (grah)
n+ggas talkin’ sh+t but what is it to do?
i knew his big homie, n+gga, and i got the proof (woo)
my spot is a army base and i got the proof (what up?)
send my b+tch on vacay, put her in a coupe

[verse]
change the channel, i don’t wanna see none these p+ssy n+ggas (nah)
i’ve been f+ckin’ n+ggas’ b+tches and gettin’ plenty figures
on the road to riches and got the realest with us
slaughter gang wit’ me, n+gga, knives, not a scissors
street n+gga with a bunch of lives like a tiger (yeah)
y’all n+ggas just a bunch of dyk+s f+ckin’ n+ggas
n+gga told and he was my homiе, i can’t miss him
ain’t n0body feel him
tell me what you seen, what you saw
i done ran it up, i’m guеssin’ which broad
i’ma take her home tonight
i’m tryna see who i’m takin’ home tonight
i seen a jawn gettin’ shot at the light (yeah+yeah)
they got to arguin’ over new crack pipe (yeah+yeah+yeah)
i call the seamstress, my pants ain’t tight enough
none of my b+tches tell me i’m not man enough
what the f+ck wrong with these broke+ass n+ggas? yeah (yeah)
i told ’em, “tear it down”
i’ma think you pocket watchin’, don’t look at my pants now
my diamonds louder than the f+ckin’ ambulance now
asked the b+tch from the sidelines, “stand down”
runnin’ through the projects, duckin’ all the frauds, yeah
got a nine in my pocket and not in my drawls (woah+woah+woah)
take off like a rocket with thirteen broads (yeah)
bricks in the attic, put the racks in the walls (yeah)
no need to talk to me, i’m big dawg (yeah)
i roll the windows up (yeah) and now they knowin’ us
i’m no beginner, yeah, i got my stain up
i told her, “giddy up”
we ran the train on her
[open verse]

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