Thug Voice lyrics

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & Young Thug]
And you know
Imma ride [?] general
But you know it’s a GTV moment
(London On The Track, b*tch)
And you know it’s a Rich Gang party (Rich Gang)
(Hahaha)
And baby, you can go back home to that n*gga
I don’t give a f*ck about none of that
But long as you come back to me, then
We gon keep it real boolin (London On The Track, b*tch) (whoo)

[Chorus]
Imma take the E on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip (yeah)
b*tch, it’s blood gang
Suwoo all way to the gill
Imma take the E on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip
b*tch, it’s blood gang
Suwoo all way to the gill

[Verse 1]
Thug voice
Bulldog on my waist look like a .44
Man, her pus*y make [?]
Rolls royce
I’m a oppositе lover, n*gga, like turquoise
So many guns I donе bought, I done turned to warlord
You don’t give a f*ck about none of that gangsta sh*t
I just wanna eat your pus*y to your pancreas
f*ck you wit’ a condom, uh, that’s if you stankin, b*tch (Mmm) (Racks)
(Yeah) Thug voice
If you bring your friend to threesome, baby, of course
I got b*tches in Atlanta that will [?]
She eat the c*m up til the semen turn her, abort
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Imma take the E on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip
b*tch, it’s blood gang
Suwoo all way to the gill
(Thug voice)
Imma take the E on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, i’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip (Slatt)
b*tch, it’s blood gang
Suwoo all way to the gill (Blatt)

{Verse 2}
b*tch I’m so bool, I’m YSL raq
I’m the only YSL that Thugga jus like
Man, I f*ck her so good, sh*t sound like a fight
Man, I f*ck her so good, she banging the five (Back)
She be leaving every time, but she be begging me back (Back)
She be wanting me to f*ck, she say hit that b*tch from the back (Back)
She know I’m real right, bool, I be banging til it slatt (slatt, slatt, yeah, yeah, yeah)
No cereal, she drink me up in the morning like milk
I leave the pus*y DOA, that mean already killed
Stepping on these n*ggas, I don’t need stilts
b*tch, I’m on the G6, don’t need no other pill
Foxy Brown b*tch, like i’m old school (What?)
Bet the di*k can go longer than your old dudes (What?)
I can crease the pus*y just like it’s some old shoes (Yeah)
We f*cking inter spiritual, I took your soul through (Phew)
I’m so presidential, I just call up Michelle (What?)
f*ck that pus*y, in that hole, it blow just like a whale (Slatt)
Like a clam, I can get you just open like shell
Imma still do my business even if it smells
{Chorus}
Imma take the E on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip (Drrrrrr)
b*tch, it’s blood gang
Suwoo all way to the gill
Imma take the E on that pus*y and dip
Standing on my money, I’m taller than Wilt
All these blue notes in my pocket, they thought I was crip
b*tch, it’s blood gang
Suwoo all way to the gill