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tell em - rich homie quan, young thug lyrics

intro
huh (rich gang) hey
huh huh huh hey
plantain on track (rich gang) hey
huh hey (rich gang) huh hey
plantain on track
what you telling thuggle? (huh)
chorus
imma pull up, eat on that p*ssy and dip (huh, rip girl)
imma keep one inside the chamber like whip (rich gang, huh)
baby girl swallow, she spoilder than milk (huh)
and keep her on my side like a f*ckin’ hip (hey)
she gone make sure i survive, she gone do it well (huh)
baby, i just want them thighs right under that belt (hey)
she just want me to keep them lies all to myself (myself)
or she gone help me like she is mls
verse
she gone look over these b*tches like terms and conditions
imma move her out the trenches and buy her a bentley
imma f*ck her then hold onto her like she was missing (say what?)
imma pull on that wavy hair cause its indian remy (huh)
i grab the key, she wanna ride with me (rich gang)
she tie the knot so she can die with me (say what?)
verse
she say she can do the same thing as five b*tches (so what you do?)
so i went and fired them five b*tches (d*mn!)
she the b*e*s*t, best! (rich gang, she’s the best she is the best)
she ride me, 200 on that p*ssy like a t*rex
i won’t stop loving her, no way, no way, imma invest in her (what you talkin’ thuggle?)
chorus
imma pull up eat on that p*ssy, and dip (say what?)
imma keep one inside the chamber like whip
baby girl swallow, she spoilder than milk
and keep her by my side like a f*ckin’ hip
she gone make sure i survive, she gone do it well
baby, i just want them thighs right under that belt
she just want me to keep them lies all to myself (myself)
or she gone help like she is mls
verse
i had to hit her from the back then dip up out it (rich gang)
i don’t know what it is, but it’s something about it (rich gang)
when she’s around, she’ll do something to me, i can’t doubt it
i don’t know what it is, but it’s something bout her
shawty got me f*cked up, blowing o’s, no outer
her ex*n*gga, he f*cked up and ion give no f*cks about ’em
but i’ll do whatever when comes down to shawty
the feds asking questions, i don’t sh*t about it
verse
something bout lil’ shawty that i can’t put my finger on (i can’t)
something bout lil’ shawty, she’d rather text, she don’t be on phones (no)
something bout lil’ shawty s*x that got rich homie gone
and shawty the best in my eyes, and i know (i do)
she don’t do fashion, she don’t even go out the doors (ah ah)
before she was ready, you already knew i know it (i swear)
shawty made me sick, i’m feeling like i gotta cold
can’t forget about my bro (what’s you talking thuggle?)
chorus
imma pull up eat on that p*ssy, and dip
imma keep one inside the chamber like whip
baby girl swallow, she spoilder than milk
and keep her by my side like a f*ckin’ hip
she gone make sure i survive, she gone do it well
baby, i just want them thighs right under that belt
she just want me to keep them lies all to myself (myself)
or she gone help like she is mls
verse
it’s something about her, thug, it’s something about her
what’ll it be she got my life, i don’t want no one to rob her or take it
no young scooter, but all she know is count up
she’s counting, (rich gang) i’m on her front*end like a f*ckin’ blouse
i’m on her ass like a f*ckin’ bounty, yeah, no hunter (no hunter)
but imma eat her like i’m hungry in benihana (huh)
chorus
imma pull up eat on that p*ssy, and dip
imma keep one inside the chamber like whip
baby girl swallow, she spoilder than milk
and keep her by my side like a f*ckin’ hip
she gone make sure i survive, she gone do it well
baby, i just want them thighs right under that belt
she just want me to keep them lies all to myself
or she gone help like she is mls (rich gang)
outro
rich gang, (rich gang, plantain on track b*tch)
money, power, respect, rich gang
this the taste this the tour
we’re the street, we’re the best
rich homie quan, young thugger
bird man stunner, you know what it is rich gang

- rich homie quan young thug lyrics

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