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chairman - young thug lyrics

[verse 1]
missin’ in action, tryna get my racks up
bought a cadillac, switched the motor, now it’s faster
half a mill’ in jewelry on there like i’m baptist
gettin’ too many bags for a n*gga to say he lapped us
everywhere i go n*ggas mad but won’t get at us
ballin’, f*ck they hoes in they face, it won’t even matter
n*ggas, ain’t no touchin’ me
i lie to every b*tch, it ain’t no f*ckin’ me
f*ck you thought? tatted on my ribs
baby, you my b*tch, but don’t tell ’em where we live
when i say cut off her wrist, that mean tell her where you live
the type of game you playin’, you might get somebody k!lled
nah, dead for real, yeah
told my momma i’m good, ain’t comin’ back to her house
i done bought a brand new benz and it’s in the back of her house
the house was dressed, i bought a dress to match with your house
i make sure that it’s all love or nothin’ in your house
the european benz, got it matchin’ the house
unlimited land in the back of your house
i ain’t never gon’ bring no b*tch, can’t bring no cat to your house
’cause we made a oath, if she ain’t nothin’ you gon’ call that ho out
nah, dead for real
baby, just tell me what you want
you get a whole ‘nother car if that’s what you want
your theater come with a bar ’cause that’s what you want
[chorus]
and i got tired, i got tired
tryna tie up all my ties with these nasty ass hoes takin’ pictures while we vibe
and these n*ggas catchin’ colds tryna lay up at the spot
f*ckin’ hoes, dead broke and not tryna to make a knot
i wipe a n*gga nose, i keep tissues for the snot
the kid makin’ loads and i’m servin’ all pies
i would’ve went broke a hundred times ’bout my guys
he had asked me for a load, now he servin’ zaza, yeah

[verse 2]
brother beat the case, it was a hung jury
half a million for the bond, come clear it
put you on a private jet, no spirit
f*ck you all night, wakin’ up to lyrics
we can get it on, messin’ up the sheets
biggie bum bum, she like choke on me
f*ckin’ with the jewelry on, she in love with me
she done told all her friends i’m the bestie
hit it from the night ’til mornin’, she lovin’ me
she wanna come over and cuddle with me
f*ck you in the tub, you like it bubbly
eyes grey and yellow, she in love with a g
bro wouldn’t of beat his case if i didn’t have a million
i think the judge think he deaf ’cause he didn’t say nothin’ to em
’cause that’s the way we was raised, hopefully makin’ it out
yeah, i tell you that you wrong if you fall for a thot
tryna hold on to my heart, just the lil’ bit that i got
i ain’t playin’ with these broads, f*ck ’em, swappin’ ’em out
’cause i know how it ends in this relationship sh*t
kidnap you and hold you for ransom, that’s how love’ll get
worth too many millions to be tusslin’
run up on me playin’, n*ggas shoot you in your sh*t
million dollars for a show
i remember times sittin’ on bleveland at the corner store
trappin’ in the dark in the winter, n*gga catch a cold
hit the cr*p game then i went and copped a four*four
put it up, fall in love, we makin’ some more
what is love? what is love? i’m just askin’ you, bro
[chorus]
and i got tired, i got tired
tryna tie up all my ties with these nasty ass hoes takin’ pictures while we vibe
and these n*ggas catchin’ colds tryna lay up at the spot
f*ckin’ hoes, dead broke and not tryna to make a knot
i wipe a n*gga nose, i keep tissues for the snot
the kid makin’ loads and i’m servin’ all pies
i would’ve went broke a hundred times ’bout my guys
he had asked me for a load, now he servin’ zaza

[outro]
chairman

- young thug lyrics

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