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young thug – see you lyrics

[intro]
hey, ysl
yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah

[hook]
i got the streets in a head lock
i got your b-tch in leg lock
i do not f-ck with the fed cops
f-150, i bed her
all of my n-ggas gon’ get it
we gon’ bust it down and split it
fast food i want the chickens
igloo i freeze the city
i can see you in a bentley
in the back like oprah winfrey
umbrella like mr. bentley
my d-ck be sniping these b-tches
i’ma make it rain on her forehead
f-ck you pay me just like uncle sam said
ho this ain’t no fur this a lamb head
you can’t get the picture but the cam did

[verse 1]
pull up in nuthin’ but big bodies
on top like scotty 2 hotty
load up the fire then i light it
shootin’ sh-t get me excited
double c cups, f-ck the t-tties, i try it
piece of me inside her mouth call it trident
n-gga having s-x on a boat
i got my water on, i need me a float
i am, the black kid where is all my folks
i slimed them out then i left ’em on the sh0r-
i got bands on me, yes i meant plural
i am, so fresh man i feel like i’m a tourist
and i want 50 whole bands for a chorus
everytime i ball you know that i’ma score
please take off them drawers man you making thug bored
i’ma hit the showroom and make a d-mn flood
man, i wonder why all them n-ggas important
man my ice is water like a cosa nostra
i swear to swear to god baby i’m a big slime, already told you

[hook]
i got the streets in a head lock
i got your b-tch in leg lock
i do not f-ck with the fakers
f-150, i bed her
all of my n-ggas gon’ get it
we gon’ bust it down and split it
fast food i want the chickens
igloo i freeze the city
i can see you in a bentley
in the back like oprah winfrey
umbrella like mr. bentley
my d-ck be sniping these b-tches
i’ma make it rain on her forehead
f-ck you pay me just like uncle sam said
ho this ain’t no fur this a lamb head
you can’t get the picture but the cam did

[verse 2]
i won’t lay down ’til there’s ice in my ears
i won’t drink it unless it syrup don’t want beer
ain’t in no prision but when i appear
you see my diamonds from far but i’m near
blingin’, i’m blingin’, my chopper gon’ ring, yes i ring it
off em’ no reason, i k!ll em on spot at four seasons
ice skating like lupe fiasco
ima stack them hundreds tall no rango
and i’m only 23 but i got stains though
when we k!ll em we won’t hold any remains though
i’m the f-cking randy savage
riding with the karats and the bad b-tches
n-gga must be a crip cause he drinking so much red, it ain’t actavis
ima start from the middle then i’m headin’ to the top then i’m going deep all in that p-ssy
lil baby want all of my cream and you know its all white i’m mushy
and you know her old man be a p-ssy -ss n-gga like a bookie
plus t.i. took it but i ate the cookie!

- young thug lyrics

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