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young thug - like a warrior lyrics

[hook: mpa wicced]
i live my life just like a warrior
and i’m a motherf-cking warrior
i live my life just like a warrior
and i’m a motherf-cking warrior
i creep silent, i creep silent, i creep silent
i creep silent, i creep silent
i creep silent, i creep silent
i creep silent, i creep silent, i creep silent

[verse 1: young thug]
and i’m a motherf-cking warrior according to the score
the in there, your ho in there, your bro in there
got a spot that was so much weed you got to mow in there
we took em out, he had more in there
kicked him up his -ss with jimmy cha and jimmy cho in there
b-tches see me in that honda civic, want my digits
want my ticket, they can’t get it
they get nothing but these kitties
it’s impatient in the city got me frigid, but i’m getting it
it ain’t only [?], spot just beatin just like nitti
get the bags out the trash can, see too much weed i’m gon spaz
shotgun nino mash, ysl swag
rock clad, i’m gon take his -ss
one cap out no p-ss
we too bad, rip to [?], free my n-gg- nash

[verse 2: young thug]
i live my life just like a warrior, i know that n-gg- up to something
he standing in the cold with no coat, catch a dime bag with an o and wipe your nose
stay cold cause that pole on his throat
hit the jeweler, leave out froze, my diamond blacker than coal
her p-ssy dripping, all my pimping
i’m a hippy, know she with it
get on the plane f-ck up your city, my diamond’s bleeding, wicced’s p-ssing
we going in just like [?], she on the stage showing her kitty
thug tattooed on her t-tty, i look like a ton of midgets
speaking of midgets, got a [?] if you want it, i’ll go get it
make one phone call to the [?], they gon pull up right here with it
we not worried bout no jacking, that’s a ticket, no lieutenant
you know dk gonna squeeze it till it’s empty

[verse 3]
i live my life just like a warrior, my skin red like seminoles
speaking of red, my pen is sponsored by red bottom
these b-tches want everybody, my whole crew they got problems
they [?], they gon’ k!ll that, we can’t stop them
we just looking like a profit in the club, they know we got it
hit the club looking like pac, we got muscles just like rocky
got all of these b-tches bossin’ for my bosses, plus your posse look like pasta
we don’t beat em, we gon’ eat em, we gon’ feed ’em to these divas
yeah these divas run with heaters, senorita, hasta la vista
they two piece ya, then they leave, for your maker
no anita but i’m baking, lots of pizzas what i’m making
[?] cheetahs
i got acres sitting on acres, motherf-cker

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