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young thug - paying homage lyrics

let me stand up in that p-ssy like i’m on a ladder
beat that thang up, sideways, up, down and backwards
i just get that head and get ghost, they should call me casper
i got that money on my mind, if it ain’t ’bout money it don’t matter

real stand-up n-gg-, no comedy
everywhere, these b-tches see us, man, i swear that they runnin’
two bossed up and i can’t look back, i can’t run out no money
and i give back to my hood and my homies p-ssin’ out hunnids

that’s what we call paying homage
these n-gg-s act like they want it
pull up with choppers, we want it
most of all the n-gg-s i run with be wanted
pull up, spray your honda, shot down, my condolence

bring it to the thugger, meet me on gresham, new gold medal
these b-tches ain’t know who no better
my whole crew better, i treat ’em like they special
and that’s because they is, cook fish scale with skill
and my weed kind of loud like a motherf-ckin’ pill
oh, i want to spend my night wit’ you
i want to spend my life wit’ you
i want to ride my bike wit’ you
i want a wife and girl it’s you
i will stand up for you like moses
i do my best and yeah, she notice it
said, ‘only got one face, ain’t no emoji’
i swear to god this ain’t no bogus sh-t
even though i’m hot, i got the coldest wrist
i made a million and she know about it
i showed my brother little b-tch and he didn’t know about it

real n-gg- since day one, i can’t switch up
always stood up in my hood, no, i can’t b-tch up
took a flight to the west coast, b-tch, i’m back in 6-0

- young thug lyrics

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