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what's your move - young thug lyrics

[intro: young thug]
(bl$$d)
i just let lil’ mama suck me up, girl
b-tch tryna grind [?] of the both, girl
i jumped out the porsche and when straight up girl (straight up girl)
you can leave your trousers here, you know the world

[bridge: young thug]
what the move?
i’m tired of earnin’ you
i’m tired of spyin’ on ya’
tried to paint my shoes
i made it rain on you
when it was hard to maintain too
i was playin’ games with you
like you could never play games too, yeah, woah

[chorus: young thug]
you just gotta tell me what you want (tell me what you want)
louis vuitton diamond, keep calm
all you do is point at what you want (point it up)
crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
n-gg- tried to buy the cash cost
[?] millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
you make it twerk for me
you get the percs for me
80.000 of for her burgy’
you get the verse for free
i make her worship me
i might cop her a verse from me
turn to a v.i.p, ya’ll n-gg- work for me
you want a bag, oh no, no, no
that n-gg- droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
i make her sit up and suck it, she f-ckin’ at my shows
that n-gg- scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ -ssholes, ayy

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
drip, drip, no shoestring my sneaker, won’t trip
my jeans, they so tight, they don’t fit
still i walk around with a stick on my hip
vvs diamonds right behind my lip
don’t walk with less than 50 on my wrist
diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick
raf simons mix it up with the rick’
flexin’ on these haters who sent me “my bad”
made it from the soil, made it from the rags
richer than your first, richer than your last
l u v, know i got the swag
pop a rubber band, pop another xan
i groove around, party pack with hand
i’m seeing double lookin’ through my lens
tell me what you want, i just want your friend

[chorus: young thug]
you just gotta tell me what you want (tell me what you want)
louis vuitton diamond, keep calm
all you do is point at what you want (point it up)
crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
n-gg- tried to buy the cash cost
[?] millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
you make it twerk for me (twerk)
you get the percs for me
80.000 of for her burgy’
you get the verse for free
i make her worship me
i might cop her a verse from me
turn to a v.i.p, ya’ll n-gg- work for me
you want a bag, oh no, no, no
that n-gg- droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
i make her sit up and suck it, she f-ckin’ at my shows
that n-gg- scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ -ssholes, ayy

[verse 2: young thug]
diamonds they cook my wrist
leg it, they f-ck all the skits, woo
left wrist sittin’ on a brick
b-tch had it ‘lot like a pig (shee)
fist work came for the sh-t
grab a ak for the wrist (grab ak)
gorilla, rub your bape on a b-tch
shoot your card k on a b-tch (b-tch)
we livin’ state to state on a b-tch (we livin’ state to state, yeah)
we never ever play with the b-tch (we never ever play no)
do everything the same on a b-tch
we only pick the brain of the b-tch
i thought to [?] big bills on a b-tch
i got a few c’s on a b-tch
i made another lead on a b-tch
my diamond ’bout to [?] b-tch

[bridge: young thug]
what’s the move?
i’m tired of earnin’ you (oh yeah)
i was tired of spyin’ on ya’
tried to paint my shoes
make it rain on you (rain)
it was hard to maintain too, uh
i was playin’ games with you
like you couldn’t play games too, hey, okay

[chorus: young thug]
you just gotta tell me what you want (tell me what you want)
louis vuitton diamond, keep calm
all you do is point at what you want (point it up)
crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
n-gg- tried to buy the cash cost
[?] millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
you make it twerk for me (twerk)
you get the percs for me
80.000 of for her burgy’
you get the verse for free
i make her worship me
i might cop her a verse from me
turn to a v.i.p, ya’ll n-gg- work for me
you want a bag, oh no, no, no
that n-gg- droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
i make her sit up and suck it, she f-ckin’ at my shows
that n-gg- scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ -ssholes, ayy

- young thug lyrics

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