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(Singer)Take your time young thug. |
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(Verse one) |
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PYT, poor young thug, ? |
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To hit a nigga wit a slug, wormin' around town |
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lookin' for this bitch to fuck, and if she can't hang |
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she can get the nut, tis a dog bed to the fours |
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and on floors, for enought talkin' cause wit big dresses |
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no bra's, let me run it through ya stomach, baby |
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thug life, down dirty and dumb from a cum and blunted |
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up and down like a roller-coaster, let me hit |
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it from the back, to you can relax from the over-doser |
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I take my time baby, when you get ya clothes off |
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doin' every thing in my power, to get the hoes off |
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from back, I feel ya pains and aches, but Huessin can't wait |
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who can play me? outdate, dime after dime |
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love ain't for thugs, brown-nosin' niggas, nose dirty as the mud |
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I get the real honeyz, I showed you how to chill honey |
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the best dressed, respect me with the most real money |
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(Chorus) |
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(Singer) Take your time young thug |
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(Fatal) Murder one cases, faces, chance |
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(Singer) Cuz, you fall in love |
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Lyrics |
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(Fatal) Thug get the money, strip streets and drugs |
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(Singer) Huessin takes away my aches and pains |
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(Fatal) Criminal, ginaral is a dog Huessin |
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(Singer) I'm here to tell you cuz, I have no shame |
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(Fatal) And the way he toss it up, will never get me out the game |
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(Singer) Wanna get a girl, who's down for mine |
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(Fatal) Only ride for you, if you ride for me |
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(Singer) The way he sticks it in, and takes his time |
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(Fatal) Nasty new, PYT, dem come for free |
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(Verse two) |
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You know I love it, when you got the thong in |
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when I stick it in, and take my time, sweetheart you all in |
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baby girl, you make fade the world, tryin' get ya |
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all the niggas wit, to confident I won't hit cha |
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the wildest thug nigga, you can profile |
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In combat, react, criminalies, on a ? |
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I'll give you ya space, keep these punks out ya face |
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put them hoes in place, tryin' play me like a ace |
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ain't no tellin', who jellin', on or behind my back |
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I just love it when you cum, cuz I get high and relax |
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(Chorus) |
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(Verse three) |
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You want the cheddar, and when I go down sell my Bertta |
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rock all my sweaters, and write nasty love letters |
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thinkin' bout where I got my tat-tat, on the medal bars |
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servin' them getto stars, wit a black mat |
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I'm only mobbin' cuz I be, do a quick stick, hit a lick |
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wit a trigger like a robbery, and stake honeyz make money |
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the same way, them outlaw niggas from ya fake, hood take money |