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young thug – hercules lyrics

young metro, young metro, young metro
metro!
young metro, young metro, young metro
and what?
metro boomin want some more, n-gg-

sick
shoot him in his back like ricky but not slick
spent like 7 bands on a tri-colored pit
all my signs red like a stop, n-gg- no pit
blow the purple, n-gg-, high like f-ckin’ martians, woah
in a foreign, yesterday i was just walkin’, woah
left my baby mama, now my b-tch a barbie, woah
all red d-ckies suit, i’m ridin’ down slauson, woah
hercu-hercules
hercu-hercules
hercu-hercules
hercu-hercules

i smoke gas, that’s that hercules, strong marijuana
she looked at him, oh now she watchin’ me
b-tch i’m speedin’ to that guapanese
i was stackin’ money up, no, i can’t forget the t
drop the top, shoot birds at the officers
f-ck them boys, they costin’ us, they stalkin’ us
they know they old lady not runnin’, they’ll fall for us
we so tired of takin’ loses, ain’t no more chalkin’ up
i swear, i promise
ysl on ape and they donkeys
these n-gg-s pointless
they want me [?]
i’m still a stoner, mac and cheese on me
these n-gg-s clone me, i’m full, but i’m still hungry
hey when the click clock, i’ll make your b-tch stop
ice inside my tick tock, [?] cookies, no [?]
i just bought a cuban link, flooded with big rocks
b-tches trying to juug at me? well, i gotta get us up, woah sh-t

okay first of all, i was doin’ this sh-t ‘fore i was rich
i don’t care at all, i’ll go do a dolphin for my clique
f-ck your conference call, pull up with a check and get my seed
double d, you dig? no firework, it was lit
if there’s a f-ck n-gg- was hatin’ on me
they took ya life and i know some f-ck n-gg-s waitin’ on it
i grab that tec, i grab that 40 and the f&n
then we pulled up and hit the spot, yeah we laid it on ’em
anaconda, we on that slime stuff, here to remind ya
f-cked your old lady, she wasn’t fly enough
ysl, we shinin’, let her stand behind us
yeah my crew we rock, rock, baby you can climb us
i call my migo, migo come and let me juug through the city
he stuffed a burrito and he let ’em fly right to me
b-tches call me casino cause i let ’em ride ’round the city
she want bingo kilo no sweat, now she can ride in a bentley

- young thug lyrics

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