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young thug - omg (original) lyrics

[intro]
and she f+ck, ay bro
call that, brodie
what that?
we workin’
c4
([?])

[chorus]
i don’t mean to bother
but can you please call my lawyer?
i’m like oh my god, yeah
i’m like oh my god, yeah
and i seen her from afar
she ain’t never got to wor’
i’m like oh my god, yeah
i’m like oh my god, yeah

[verse 1]
oh my god, you got me hard, i’ma listen to you, ipod
be with me, turn you to god, std, i run my ward
it smell good, i’ma put it on my lip
treat me like your baby, let me put it on your hip
i won’t tell n0body, had to tell you off the rip
cut my mouth off, put it in a ziploc bag and zip
i wanna see your face, baby please take your shades off
i don’t wanna go back and forth like a seesaw
i just wanna f+ck and make your bell ring, ding dong
foreign, forеign, foreign, j+panese, frеnch, hong kong
[chorus]
i don’t mean to bother
but can you please call my lawyer?
i’m like oh my god, yeah
i’m like oh my god, yeah
and i seen her from afar
she ain’t never got to wor’
i’m like oh my god, yeah
i’m like oh my god, yeah

[verse 2]
collect phone call, all these b+tches wanna f+ck
baby, i’ll buy you a whole lot of fish like truck
got a whole lot of foreign b+tches, they look just like ducks
i’m a real old school n+gga, i just wanna roll
presidential b+tches, knock ’em down like i’m bowling
my lil’ woadie got the best out, he deserve a trophy
i’ma show her, ain’t no concert, you know i’ma show up
check the pulse, check the motion, rolie polie, olie olie
c4 on the beat, c4 got a freak
thugger got a jeep, no doors on that b+tch
stuff those hoes inside of it, put them hoes on me
you ain’t got a beat, mtv jam of the week

- young thug lyrics

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