thugger voice - lil uzi vert lyrics
[intro]
ah-skrr-skrr
uh, alright
charlie
good work, charlie
alright, go, charlie
yeah
[chorus]
i turn five to a ten
i turn twenty to a fifty
forty-forty hit your woadie, shorty
balmain, saint laurent with the fendi
i turn five to a ten
i turn twenty to a fifty
forty-forty hit your woadie, shorty
balmain, saint laurent with the fendi
what you want? tell me what you want (what do you want?)
like, what you want? like, what do you want? (what do you want?)
what you want? let a n-gga know
let a n-gga know, yeah
[verse 1]
you get hit, forty’ll hurt you
i got your b-tch on me and your mama on me and she birthed you
lil uzi, and he’s off the sh-ts
got your b-tch on me, she all-all on the d-ck
i get so turnt up, counting these bands, these bands
i don’t give a motherf-ck, i am the man
stay down with me bae, your girl my baby
i’m f-cking on her, i am too lazy
uzi might hit now, said uzi might hit
i got your girl now and she be all on my d-ck
hotel room, in a hotel
it don’t matter, i do whatever
i just got her, i’m off the sh-ts now
i got your b-tch now, she on my d-ck now
chopping a brick now, give me the l1ck now
don’t give a sh-t now, i don’t give a sh-t now
that money walk back to me, a diamond walk back to me
and the buzz be back at me, i got the whole industry
that camera walk back at me, i just get money
i’m f-cking with reese mane, i think this sh-t funny
i got that tune in, i got that tune in color
i got the b-tches, i still got everything on me
they say, “what you saying?”
i say, “it’s what i said”
if you can’t understand, n-gga, get the f-ck up out my face
[chorus]
i turn five to a ten
i turn twenty to a fifty
forty-forty hit your woadie, shorty
balmain, saint laurent with the fendi
i turn five to a ten
i turn twenty to a fifty
forty-forty hit your woadie, shorty
balmain, saint laurent with the fendi
what you want? tell me what you want (what do you want?)
like, what you want? like, what do you want? (what do you want?)
what you want? let a n-gga know
let a n-gga know, let a n-gga know
[verse 2]
okay hit it like hussein, then she taking care of him
and she call me baby, that sh-t be crazy
i’m whipping and whipping, that talk ain’t no baby
i beat that p-ssy ’til it’s forrest whittaker, i’m not lazy
i don’t care though, i’m just crazy
she sucking d-ck now, stay out the bando
i got these two guns, i feel like i’m rambo
she playing my d-ck like she was on saxophone
call on the telephone, i hang up the telephone
that’s sh-t might be tapped, don’t f-ck with no telephone
meet me in person, i’m moving that p
i’m jugging the white, man
i’m serving that white, man
i know
i don’t, i don’t know
ayy, hahahaha
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