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freddy - trapboy freddy lyrics

[intro: young thug]
(yo, pi’erre, yo, pi’erre)
ayy (ayy, ayy), ah
ah, ah, ah, ah
yeah, woah
yeah (woo)

[chorus: young thug]
now i can see why they scary (why?)
everything ’bout me freddy (yeah)
karats in a chain get scary (scary)
karats in my ring big scary (scary)
i poured a red in a cherry (cherry)
actavis makin’ it berry (berry)
i serve a pack and be ready (ready)
or i can call trapboy freddy (woo)
yeah, serve all the syrup [?] all the rastas (rastas)
jet to the land, we poppin’ (jet to the)
see you in atlanta, no tropics (in the land)
i’ma f*ck a nurse in [?] (ayy, ayy)
every single drink got tox’ in it (tox’ in it)
b*tches just trippin’, you coppin’ (coppin’)
never let a pursе be the topic (woo)

[verse 1: young thug]
i’m ’bout to go to the bank (thе bank)
i put my neck and my wrist on sink, uh (ooh)
first, my lil’ b*tch was a saint
now she be naked rockin’ a mink, uh (yeah)
i got big gas and it stank
callin’ it fish, need to buy me a tank, woo (on god)
new orleans, b*tch, i’m the wave
but she don’t rock gold like a sink (woo)
i keep the drac’ [?] i got a extra clip in the [?] (i keep the draco)
she wanna be my lil’ baby and i refuse to tell her she can’t, uh (i refuse)
i lost the rest out in vegas, it was a two*point*eight, uh (two*point*eight)
we might not never have a baby ’cause she been swallowin’ all of the s*m*n (woo, b*tch)
i went from servin’ them rocks to sellin’ them blocks (what?), plexico
i caught a b*tch and i f*cked her, then left her on the couch, who next to go?
she rockin’ gucci and louis panties for her crotch (what?), oh
i keep a ten and a uzi under the couch, oh
[chorus: young thug]
now i can see why they scary (woo)
everything ’bout me freddy (yeah)
karats in a chain get scary (scary)
karats in my ring big scary (scary)
i poured a red in a cherry (fairy)
actavis makin’ it berry (pretty)
i serve a pack and be ready (ready)
or i can call trapboy freddy (pick up, pick up, up)
yeah, serve all the syrup [?] all the rastas (ayy)
jet to the land, we poppin’ (jet to the)
see you in atlanta, no tropics (tropics)
i’ma f*ck a nurse in [?]
every single drink got tox’ in it (tox’ in it)
b*tches just trippin’, you coppin’ (woo)
never let a purse be the topic (uh*uh)

[verse 2: trapboy freddy]
never let the purse be the topic, ‘specially when a young n*gga poppin’ (yeah, poppin’)
no, it ain’t trickin’ if you got it, but you can’t be watchin’ my pockets (uh*uh, nah)
go half on her new body (her new body), in the bulletproof truck smokin’ biscotti
can’t f*ck with lil’ buddy, he knew ’bout it (he knew ’bout it)
i’m the motherf*ckin’ boss, what you do ’bout it? (what you do ’bout it, p*ssy?)
jet to the land, we poppin’ (poppin’)
can’t cuff her if she thottin’ (nah)
can’t trust him, he rotten (uh*uh)
put one in his motherf*ckin’ noggin (boom)
i just went valentino to the floor by the ropes (by the ropes)
we belong together (yeah)
i’m in the trap makin’ plays on the couch
mixin’ some medicine strong together (hey)
high*tech, sippin’ on red (red), percocet just for my head [?]
babygirl, look at them legs (legs), ooh, i almost said some things (hold up)
if he diss on the set, catch a [?]
my necklace open and close, huh
vvs all in the nose, huh (woo)
[chorus: young thug]
now i can see why they scary (woo)
everything ’bout me freddy (yeah)
karats in a chain get scary (scary)
karats in my ring big scary (scary)
i poured a red in a cherry (fairy)
actavis makin’ it berry (pretty)
i serve a pack and be ready (ready)
or i can call trapboy freddy (pick up, pick up, up)
yeah, serve all the syrup [?] all the rastas (ayy)
jet to the land, we poppin’ (jet to the)
see you in atlanta, no tropics (tropics)
i’ma f*ck a nurse in [?]
every single drink got tox’ in it (tox’ in it)
b*tches just trippin’, you coppin’ (woo)
never let a purse be the topic (uh*uh)

- trapboy freddy lyrics

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