young thug no no no Lyrics, singer by YOUNG THUG
[intro young thug:]
no ooo oh
rich gang (birdman sound)
thugger (no ooo oh)
thugga baby (ahhhh)
no oo oh (rich gang) (ha!)
we got london on the track (hey)
[hook young thug:]
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
i won't live it up until i leave
you can't sweep my flyness like no witch
wassup nipsey, i got keys to the city
i'll love my bitch and tell me i know feelings
[verse 1 young thug:]
(uh uh uh uh) boy you not runnin (oh no no no)
(uh uh uh uh) tummy no stomachs (oh no no)
gold no mummy (oh no no)
my racks are lettuce, my kush are onions (oh no no) (woo)
i'm gone always say yes to my bitch never no no
i think that her pussy is tight cause she pigeon toed (and)
i know all my diamonds are water because they soaked (and)
i might take that bitch out for martyr all cause she spoke
stand up harriet tubman!
stand up, what's her deal? no sub band
bitch i 'm high off substance
i'm a bee plus i am buzzin'
[hook young thug:]
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
i won't live it up until i leave
you can't sweep my flock bitch like my weeds
wassup nipsey, i got keys to the city
i'll love my bitch and tell me i know feelings
[verse 2 birdman:]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
never wanna be average (uh uh)
all i wanna do is see gladys
never wanna see backwards, all i ever did wanna just see baggage
never wanna ever be daddy
never ever wanna be my daddy
all i ever did and wanna be (and what)
and all i ever wanna be was him (and what)
see i played in this game, and i laid in this game, all i ever wanna see was gems
so i sure a nigga get stacks
pretty benz with the tinted rims
big money nigga 100 stacks (big racks)
bad bitches in them new backs (big whoa)
guns up nigga fuck friends (click click)
a 100 niggas in a 100 benzs
[hook young thug:]
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
i won't live it up until i leave
you can't sweep my flock bitch like my weeds
wassup nipsey, i got keys to the city
i'll love my bitch and tell me i know feelings
no ooo oh
rich gang (birdman sound)
thugger (no ooo oh)
thugga baby (ahhhh)
no oo oh (rich gang) (ha!)
we got london on the track (hey)
[hook young thug:]
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
i won't live it up until i leave
you can't sweep my flyness like no witch
wassup nipsey, i got keys to the city
i'll love my bitch and tell me i know feelings
[verse 1 young thug:]
(uh uh uh uh) boy you not runnin (oh no no no)
(uh uh uh uh) tummy no stomachs (oh no no)
gold no mummy (oh no no)
my racks are lettuce, my kush are onions (oh no no) (woo)
i'm gone always say yes to my bitch never no no
i think that her pussy is tight cause she pigeon toed (and)
i know all my diamonds are water because they soaked (and)
i might take that bitch out for martyr all cause she spoke
stand up harriet tubman!
stand up, what's her deal? no sub band
bitch i 'm high off substance
i'm a bee plus i am buzzin'
[hook young thug:]
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
i won't live it up until i leave
you can't sweep my flock bitch like my weeds
wassup nipsey, i got keys to the city
i'll love my bitch and tell me i know feelings
[verse 2 birdman:]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
never wanna be average (uh uh)
all i wanna do is see gladys
never wanna see backwards, all i ever did wanna just see baggage
never wanna ever be daddy
never ever wanna be my daddy
all i ever did and wanna be (and what)
and all i ever wanna be was him (and what)
see i played in this game, and i laid in this game, all i ever wanna see was gems
so i sure a nigga get stacks
pretty benz with the tinted rims
big money nigga 100 stacks (big racks)
bad bitches in them new backs (big whoa)
guns up nigga fuck friends (click click)
a 100 niggas in a 100 benzs
[hook young thug:]
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
i won't live it up until i leave
you can't sweep my flock bitch like my weeds
wassup nipsey, i got keys to the city
i'll love my bitch and tell me i know feelings
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