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woah woah - mustard lyrics

[intro: young thug]
oh, woah
oh, woah
oh, woah, oh
oh, woah
woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah
oh, woah (yeah)
oh, woah (yeah, mustard on the beat, ho)

[verse 1: young thug]
tony montana, white diamonds on my wrist and neck
i was just controllin’ the way y’all n-gg-s was trollin’
led her to my opps, stab you up, and now your bed red
i went doctor on that b-tch, now she s-xy
i put a new nose on her face and new chest, chest
i put a chain on the b-tch, now her neck wet
you can call her p-wn
mermaid, her hair way too long, yeah
i just take ecstasy if shawty takin’ percocet, yeah
you was tryna f-ck the b-tch and i was tryna get the neck (woo)
i was tryna keep it crucial with you on some project sh-t (ayy)
you was tryna keep it bougie with her, now you never hit, yeah
this my anniversary, i had my chopper six years
rose gold vista, got the temper red, rare (ayy, ayy)
blicky, blicky, real, real, diamonds give me chills (ayy)
steve harvey, benz red, rims solid k!ll (ayy)

[chorus: young thug]
dennis rodman, diamonds all colors, woah, woah (ayy)
clive christian, all designer colors, woah, woah (woah)
i’ve been mad shoppin’ in a sprinter, woah, woah (woah)
when i get through f-ckin’, i’ma bill her, woah, woah (woah, woah)
i’ma put a ring on her toe, woah, woah (woah, woah)
hopes and the dreams what was sold, woah, woah (woah, woah)
diamonds of atlanta, i left ’em more, woah, woah (woah, woah)
i’ve been gettin’ supported since the stove, woah, woah (ayy)

[post-chorus: young thug]
oh, woah
oh, woah
oh, woah, oh
oh, woah
woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah
oh, woah
oh, woah

[verse 2: gunna]
bad little n-gg-
sp-ce coupe, panoramic gl-ss in the middle
jewelry box lookin’ like a bag full of skittles
underdog, but that bag done got bigger
owner of the house, none of my cars are a rental
room for her and her friends, i pay for all their incidentals
hope you comprehend, i do my songs without a pencil
she wanna f-ck again, i look for time in my agenda
i stuff cash in my denim
and i’m strapped, i’ll hit ’em
i can’t be a victim, nah, i can’t beat the system
and i always put it on, gucci on my little ones
know some n-gg-s did me a wrong, i never forgive ’em
me and my whole crew enormous, you n-gg-s little
fn and the mini carbons, don’t need a hitter
i stay high, i smoke a garden, weed in my liver
young gunna, i beg your pardon, forever dripper (ayy)

[chorus: young thug]
dennis rodman, diamonds all colors, woah, woah
clive christian, all designer colors, woah, woah (woah)
i’ve been mad shoppin’ in a sprinter, woah, woah (woah)
when i get through f-ckin’, i’ma bill her, woah, woah (woah, woah)
i’ma put a ring on her toe, woah, woah (woah, woah)
hopes and the dreams what was sold, woah, woah (woah, woah)
diamonds of atlanta, i left ’em more, woah, woah (woah, woah)
i’ve been gettin’ supported since the stove, woah, woah (ayy)

[post-chorus: young thug]
oh, woah
oh, woah
oh, woah, oh
oh, woah
woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah
oh, woah
oh, woah

[outro: young thug]
woah, woah
oh, woah
oh, woah, oh
woah, woah
woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah
oh, woah
woah, woah

- mustard lyrics

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