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try this - young thug lyrics

[intro: juice wrld]
every time me and slime get together it’s a wave, slatt
(tank god)

[chorus: young thug & juice wrld]
rode in redemptions, babygirl, i will follow (i will follow)
you can be my baby and my d*ck can be your bottle (d*ck can be your bottle)
she ain’t got magic how she catch it and she swallow (and she swallow)
ferragamo body, watch for your bubble (your bubble, oh)
i hope you never change on me for clout (for clout, no)
i hope you never look at me in doubt (in doubt, no)
i heard you single, what is they talkin’ ’bout? (talkin’ ’bout, oh)
you gonna end up on the sunny south (south, oh), yeah

[verse 1: young thug & juice wrld]
lookin’ at the phone, way before you call, i was thinkin’ ’bout you (thinkin’ ’bout you)
break the street code, i don’t give a d*mn, i read about you, yeah (i read about you)
i can’t put it into words, i’d be sad without you, baby (i’d be sad without you)
no appetite, no busy bees, no applebees, baby (no applebees, baby)
only thing that’d be equal to you is yo’ twin, baby (yo’ twin, baby)
i dropped out of books and got no win in it (no win in it)
i wrote all my sh*t without no pen, get it (no pen, get it)
meet me with your friends, help me enjoy your city (enjoy your city)
all of your b*tches wan’ be my friend (wan’ be my friend)
if you wan’ know why she suckin’ d*ck (why she suckin’ d*ck)
probably how n*ggas are l!ckin’ it (l!ckin’ it)
rolex diamonds and a new baby (queen)
ran up a check without wearing nikes (run up a check)
i know your woman wanna be my queen (woman wanna)
i know your address so stick and flip (stick and flip, grrt)
i don’t get reception, no, yeah*yeah (yeah)
smart as i slime (smart as i slime)
all these coins on ice, tonight (on ice)
let me text her line, your life’s line (your life’s line)
leadin’ the blind (i’m leadin’ the blind)
baby, i got you on
ninety percent of ’em bad to the bone (to the bone)
i bought this b*tch some rihanna stones (stones)
now she know why the weather’s changed to storm (it’s changed to storm)
you play hockey on my wrist (my wrist, my wrist, my wrist)
it ain’t no ice up off my wrist (ice up off my wrist, off my wrist), you can try it
i got persuasion, i can tell you not my b*tch
i got all ladies dreamin’ ’bout me with me b*tch
you can try this (you can try this)
you can try this (on god)
drink my spit ‘fore you get bit (on god)
you can tell me if you ain’t on this sh*t (if you ain’t on this sh*t)
i get ’em hit (i get ’em hit)
[verse 2: juice wrld]
you can play hockey on my wrists (on my wrists)
ap sh*t
it’s gon’ shine, it’s gon’ glist (it’s gon’ glist)
yo’ diamonds like p*ss, yeah
good personality, but b*tch, you bad (yeah, yeah, yeah)
if you leave me, then i’m gon’ be sad (gon’ be sad)
i first met you like three years ago (three years ago)
i saw your face in this dream i had (dream i had)
then i woke up next to the ho i smashed (ya’ dig?)
it wasn’t you, so it made me mad (huh)
ap my wrist, gucci my b*tch
ysl clique, it’s me and slime
150 sh*t, no limit sh*t
catch the gang, i’m gon’ ride
if you try me or my crew, yeah, he gon’ die
this nina clean, totin’ that thing, thirty clip in a forty*five (yeah)
extended clip, don’t try it (don’t try it)
hear that cl!ck*clack, then them bullets flyin’
when you’re in my presence, acknowledge it
i got these millions just to see my momma rich (my momma)
ladders i climb (ladders i climb)
i’m talkin’ about the ladders to life (to life)
i’m goin’ to the top, where i shine (where i shine)
feel like tony hawk, on my grind (on my grind), ya dig?
thugger be my clique (bang), try me, you get sent up (yeah)
gang totin’ them sticks, we is in this sh*t (grrah)
that’s on my life, my life (my life)
i may just buy my momma a car tonight, i’m rich (i love you momma)
[chorus: young thug & juice wrld]
rode in redemptions, babygirl, i will follow (i will follow)
you can be my baby and my d*ck can be your bottle (and it can be your bottle)
she ain’t got magic how she catch it and she swallow (and, yeah)
ferragamo body, watch for your bubble (your bubble, oh)
i hope you never change on me for clout (oh)
i hope you never look at me in doubt (yeah, yeah)
i heard you single, what is they talkin’ ’bout? (single, let me know)
you gonna end up on the sunny south (yeah, for sure), yeah

- young thug lyrics

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