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young thug - just might be lyrics

[intro]
yeah, ever gon see. yeah
ever gon see, yeah, i promise!
ever gon see, yeah, i promise! i
aye man get your m-th-rf-ckin hands away from my syrup man
livin life bro, i’m happy

[hook]
baby you know that i might be the realest lil n-gg- you ever gone see
baby you know that i might be trillest lil n-gg- that you wanna be
baby you know that i might be the richest lil n-gg- you ever could treat
and you know that i might just scoop that lil b-tch up off of her feet
all of these n-gg-s they know that they fallin’ and everyone wanna be me
all of these b-tches don’t wanna be cheated on but all these b-tches wan’ cheat
all of these b-tches wanna be the new wifey but all of these b-tches be cheatin
all of these rappers i swear they watering down and i’m the chlorine ah

[verse 1]
feed me, feed me
these p-ssy n-gg-s tighter than a wedgie, weegee
i live life like a sniper, they can’t see me, see me
her heart like an old diaper, i can’t leave it, leave it
i’m drinkin’ on this motherf-ckin’ mud
okay my f-ckin’ back pocket is fat like a b-tt
i swear i’mma blood, i can never be your cuz
you can roger that like my motherf-ckin’ buzz (losie!)
(mumbling)
i’ll bippoty-bop, then stick it and fade
i keep some c-ke and the rocks on me everyday
i got a b-tch with a yacht that’s sittin’ in the bay
come here tempt me if you wan’ go on a date
i’ll make bail within’ the first 48
i’ll give her the stick
she gone get a clip, bigger than a p-rn star d-ck
and i need new casting, for a p-rn star clip

[interlude]
that’s called breathin’, that’s how you let that b-tch breathe fool

[verse 2]
okay you know all my diamonds got no flaws
momma move to 85 north, not 85 south
i think these hoes piranhas, excluding my baby momma
i take care my daddy momma by pullin’ up with them bundles
if i ain’t treat you good little baby just know it’s karma
you did my n-gg- wrong, i know it, it was last summer
lyin’ to me, tellin’ me i’m the bomb like osama
i wish i could spend 50 bands on tour for grandmama
i’ll crack that n-gg- head with a bottle
i could never call, not a fed, not a cop
n-gg-s sit on the bench and i said do ya’ll
ysl scream “f-ck the rest” cause we got right now
n-gg-s asked me “am i sure?”, and the bentley said “yeah”
that little b-tch ask for a purse and you know i said “yeah”
she gone act just like a clerk when them feds in there
she might act like she know bird when them players in there, yeah

[outro]
yeah i’m bout to clean some motherf-ckers, fool
i got on flue but you know i’m still drippin’ you know what i’m sayin’ oh
oh ah oh ah

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