Young Thug - Flaws | Текст песни

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I the Young Thugga
Who are you?
I don't know (x2)
Ay (x2)

Hook:
...Right inside the kitchen
I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition
I find out like two weeks ago...
I don't stack that shit mofucka gon'...

...Put that shit on everything she know I do it

Fuck that work I might not do it (psyche!)
Like my daddy and the school, I might listen to it

Verse 1:
My clothes they by Elizabeth Taylor baby
Fuck on your lil bitch and get to moving with the skaters baby
I can go around the bitch like equators baby
And I feel free like the mofuckin' nature baby
The bitch fit the description like a blazer baby
...And she from L.A. like the mofuckin' Lakers baby

Im like five shots off like I'm Lebron my nigga
I just might ride or die for my niggas
They talkin' life sentence I'll try with my niggas
And I will beat trial with my niggas

How you gon' lie to my niggas?
Tell me, how you gon' try my niggas?

How you gon' bag and fuck by my niggas?

Flaws and all my nigga
Flaws and all, chillin' wit my dawgs
Flaws and all, ay
...Versace drawers for your broad, flaws and all

..Take his spots, and knock him then straight off his spots
I mean how the fuck you think you gon beat the Thugger
Defeat the Thugger, gon' bleach Young Thugger
I mean how the fuck, you'll need the Thugger
You'll please the Thugger, you'll eat the Thugger
....The bitch so clean it's a shame no one love her

Yeah, never love these bitches
When I ran my' money up I started duckin' these bitches

She eat the dick so much, I ain't never seen the bitch in the mofuckin' kitchen

Baby I love you, in a house full of grown folks, baby I love you
Swear to God, you my bread & butter
You can still be my all if the Feds destroy us


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