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Thugga
OG Thug in this bitch
On some thug shit
Thug Thursday 3 nigga
Know what I'm saying
We doing this shit for forever
And we gon' keep doing this shit for forever
Only for the real ones
Fuck a hater, eat a dick
Cause we still gon' eat nigga, eat good
They can't stand me
I talk slow so you understand me
I want that new drop rose, fuck a Grammy
You too turnt up turn down
We ain't into all that shit down in H-Town
No
Everyday smoking pounds doing downers
So chill out you blow my high you damn out of towners
Crown us kings or you telling lies
Look how much was stole from us by them other guys
Why, what are they?
Some bootleggers or competitors
Even when you look ahead I'm still ahead of ya
Bars
So high I might be sitting on Mars
I'm in my garage playing pick a car
Nah, nah
I ain't a star, I'm the sun next your bitch
She'll tell you who the one that's living life like a don
Might fuck on your baby mama for fun
Now she gotta wait a week before she give you some
Thugga
I would talk about all the bitches that I have had
Might have a still want me
But I'm pouring up a four with a bitch ass so big
She might be part donkey
And she say we ain't got time for that
So look
We ain't got time for that
Johnny got my teeth icey so fuck global warming
I'm bringing the climate back
Pull the Glock out like a switchblade
If you try to play me bitch I don't get played
Headed out I ain't slept in like six days
She can't blame me though just tryna get paid
I just wanna live in a mansion
Couple French maids
A Wraith and a Phantom
No picket fence
No this is not Kansas
No yellow brick road if you had imagined
Got me feeling like the man
Pulling up to the club get out the Wraith like what
When you this fresh the looks automatic
Don't get mad at her when her face is on stuck
She don't want you she just really want us
You got her a new car but I put her on the bus
I would've said bye but I ain't holding up your front
Keep mugging if you want to
This ain't really what you want
Shoutout to Durk
Houston, Texas raised me
Houston, Texas pays me
These bitches want my babies
Only do it if you pay me
Sike my whip is looking spacely
That's probably why they hate me
You don't really wanna race me
Unless the exhaust is sounding tasty
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