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young thug - mine lyrics

[verse 1]
how the f-ck a n-gg- gon’ try tell me
bout the motherf-cking ice that i’m rocking
’bout the motherf-cking b-tches that i’m f-cking
and, sucking and putting them in a bucket then
beat that p-ssy up like it’s the twelfth round
up in n-gg-s towns with my zoe pounds
i don’t go around since it come around
wet diamonds in my mouth if i kiss her she drown
if i leave a n-gg- white t-shirt red
it’ll be a peppermint or a baseball n-gg-
i know they sick and tired of hearing bout my jewelery
but if it fall on the ground
yeah you might just slip and fall n-gg-
she a shark she like a jaws n-gg-
your b-tch says she wants a tall n-gg-
you are one midget you too small n-gg-
she suck my d-ck and rub my b-lls n-gg-
big money over here, man
still active don’t let me show all my sk!lls man
yeah my jeans they blue dolphin not no seals man
i run up money run up gold like a pilgrim

[chorus]
n-gg- how the h-ll you gon’ tell me what’s mine?
i remember on the block i was serving them dimes
yeah, how the h-ll you gon’ tell me what’s mine?
and them boys they had no dope i was selling you mine
how the h-ll you gon’ tell me what’s mine?
little n-gg- go ahead tell me what’s all on your mind
yeah, all on your mind, yeah

[verse 2]
n-gg-, big bands on my mind n-gg-
n-gg-, catch these ones like the swine n-gg-
n-gg-, you be cuffing with no ties n-gg-
twin dimes and they mine, fold em like a pork rind
i know bloods that rock burgundy, no wine
told that n-gg- best believe imma stay one round
in the back of the car screaming ysl hold it down
yeah, hold it down till he come back off on an appeal
that’s the real deal
i’mma eat that p-ssy down then i’mma roll up some kush straight out the fields
i told her straight to her face if she don’t do it i know someone that will
you know the deal
i don’t want to drink no lean with these n-gg-s if it’s not double sealed
and that’s the real
n-gg- big b balling no budget
and my car is rare like a mullet
i’ve seen this b-tch from up the stairs she ain’t ugly
b-tches bome up to my room and they get sl-tty
b-tches ball me jeff and the f stand for f-ck it
one more time for my jewelry, yes it’s flooded
take that d-ck up out her coochie, then i b-tt it
all these n-gg-s with me blooded, like we cutted

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