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f cancer (boosie) - young thug feat. quavo lyrics

aye, f-ck cancer, shout out to boosie (real spit)
i f-ck yo main b-tch, i gave her cooties (slime season)
let’s get it, hey!

get it, all my n-gg-s, yeah they with it
cause these p-ssy n-gg-s hatin’, they tryna knock me off my pivot
i’m a boss, i call the shots, i leave these p-ssy n-gg- missing
and i’m whipping like i’m gifted, you can catch me in the kitchen, hey (woo, woo, woo)

i don’t want no brown, i want a syrup bottle (syrup bottle)
i put it down and then she started stalking (started looking for me)
popped all the perky, yeah a half-time (half-time)
lil mama p-ssy soaking, yeah it’s bath time (bath time)

i put a nine inside a two-liter (two- liter)
i’mma send her right back, because i know you need her (i know you need her)
start about fake sh-t, i shall call my people (uh, what?)
shout out to rasta n-gg-s, all my people (zoes, ha)
put down my strap and use these hands, they evil
try to be loyal to these foreigners, but i am a cheater (d-mn)
got a lot of followers, a perfect leader
i like it icy, cause i’m not a cheap one (yeah)
babe make your booty roll (roll)
i got a lot of hundreds, i want to see that tootsie roll
i got a lot of partners, falcons like i’m julio (brrr)
we done got drunk inside this b-tch, i’m don julio
we tryna get wet from these b-tches, so what you cruising for? (skrrt)
my family depend on me, that’s who i do it for (real squad)
of course i do it for my b-tch, and for my crew fo sho (real boss)
i do it for my jeweler, my ice off a f-ckin’ boat (real sh-t)
you know the routine, lil b-tch i’m private
lil b-tch i’m hot, like i’m a taki
i knock it out for say, just like i’m rocky (boom, boom)
i got a bunch of wings surrounding my body (brrrrr)

okay it’s bath time, just like a birdie (go thugga)
i cop a foreign, i pull off skrrrty (skrrt)
b-tch is you worth it? you make me nervous (nervous)
you rock them chrome highs, you looking nerdy (oh my god)
this ain’t no fish grease, but this that fish-scale
i let lil mama be, i keep her good and well (i promise)
b-tch i’m a o.g., i don’t play that telly tell
by the time you dress me out, i’ma be in that maybach
i’m smoke that cookie dough, i drank that actavis
my life a video, i’ma let you caption this
energizer bunny, (what?), you see these karats hoe (i see em’)
i’m rey mysterio, my life on hbo
they didn’t want me for nothing (they didn’t want it)
now they want to suck some, and f-ck some (hey)
ysl ain’t gon cuff em, we f-ck some then we go on to another one (woo, woo, woo)
yeah we going to another one, son (son, son)
i got my gun, you better run, run, run (run, run)
you know i got bread, like a croissant, son (croissant)
i get em stuck up for a honey bun (yeah)
yeaaaaaah

(quavo!)
i put ice in all my watches, came in it, versace (ice)
perky, gas, molly, trappin’, we got plenty options (trap)
her p-ssy water like it bath time, she wishy-washy (splash)
and she gon suck and f-ck me even when the feds watching (oh)
i don’t f-ck with broke n-gg-s, nah, we can’t relate (no, no)
i put water on that white b-tch, i call her ricki lake (ricki)
lil mama, she lost in the sauce, she need to get hit with the pause (lost in the sauce)
after i f-ck her, she run through the doors, and then i’m rejecting her calls (brr, brr)
i throw a pack over the gate, to my n-gg-s ‘hind the wall (here)
rip pistol, rip mike, i pour out the lean for y’all (rip)
remember the days, i trapped out the bando, i had a thousand dollars (never got m’s)
you the same n-gg- that said i wouldn’t make it, i put in a thousand hours (i got a thousand pounds)
aye

split this purp with me lil b-tch, you know it half-time
she wetter than the ocean, yeah it’s bath time
lil b-tch go bring me back some dollars signs,
and i’ma let you ride it like a pathfinder (yup)

- young thug feat quavo lyrics

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