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Take It Lyrics - Artist : Young Thug
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Stop playing, I really don't like this beat, DK like this beat So I'm on here full blooded you know what I'm talking 'bout Loyal to the love, nigga Where you at blood? Let's go take it One seven seven, watch me take it Pull up on you with the shit, I ain't waving Draw a nigga wit' a sack just to erase 'em Let that chopper sing to 'em like Pandora And I hope you got insurance on your daughter I be turned up in the city, they want my lawyer You know when everybody shine they want yo brothers You bitches wanna fuck me, yes indeed Water, water dancing, hundred bands inside my jeans Kiss 'em one time then don't ever let 'em past yo knees (Boss) YSL slime balls crooked like the dean Suck me 'til I'm dead, get a pound red loafers If she suck it good we may dill just like kosher Everybody giving shit away like we know Oprah And you know I'm 'bout that bread, DK run the toaster Hunnids bands inside of my ears Let yo bitch run me 'round like she a deer Got a red backpack full of presents When I text her back she smile ear to ear Even though I killed a pussy nigga, I hope he go to heaven Yo old lady is hot, she hot, she hot like the fuckin' 911 Where you at blood? Let's go take it One seven seven, watch me take it Pull up on you with the shit, I ain't waving Draw a nigga wit' a sack just to erase 'em Let that chopper sing to 'em like Pandora And I hope you got insurance on your daughter I be turned up in the city, they want my lawyer You know when everybody shine they want yo brothers If I fall for her I spend bands on her wardrobe Real big ol' blood, I won't 5 just like flakko I don't give no fucks, she can pull up in your auto She gon' suck and fuck, only thing I buy Moscato Get lil' mama drunk she'll fuck a elephant trunk She gon' suck him why she beat you I just call lil' mama trunk Got a bitch that look like new new When she beat me we do oovoo Snort that line on the table I look crazy, I look cuckoo You try to rob, boy, it's not going happen I know bitches that were roots and they not' with nappy Smokin' fruit, Uncle Luke, what the fuck brackin' Choppers ringing niggas be like what the fuck clapping (Me, bitch) Where you at blood? Let's go take it One seven seven, watch me take it Pull up on you with the shit, I ain't waving Draw a nigga wit' a sack just to erase 'em Let that chopper sing to 'em like Pandora And I hope you got insurance on your daughter I be turned up in the city, they want my lawyer You know when everybody shine they want yo brothers |
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