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[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Copped that coupe, got rid of the roof like
Up in H town, young girls with them booties like
Good hair girls have fun with your tip like
I'm smoking out a pound while you're smoking out a zip like
Up in Vegas and I'm stacking up my chips
While you're stacking all your chips
Diamond corona like I stacked up all the bills
Might stack up all the bills
'Cause I know these n*ggas gonna tell just to make bail
Can't blame it on 'em, man, they only being they self, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Dropping the roof on a coupe
I got some b*tches that wanna be fruity
And they know I need 'em all like a toolie
Trae tha Truth say that he does and I knew this
f*ck that lil' b*tch right inside of the movies
Baby, don't try to act hard with the coochie
If he a shooter one day he gon' prove it
Lil' bitty b*tch got big titties at Hooters
Your ice cream, girl, I want your ice cream
Her lips big, she's a motherf*cking Pisces
I won't ever touch it unless you like it, some white jeans
Them big ol' diamonds with no lights, they still gon' bright things
I'ma bite-bite-bite it
That pus*y wet as a fire hydrant
I know gangsters, they can't live without a body
Make that bad b*tch suck on my di*k just for paparazzi
Tell that b*tch to suck this di*k 'til it boil like a sausage
My nickname is D, I'll take you overseas
Open sign on, baby, come and sleep
Get stoned with Thugger for the f*ckin' week
And your made-up nose for the f*ckin' G
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Copped that coupe, got rid of the roof like
Up in H town, young girls with them booties like
Good hair girls have fun with your tip like
I'm smoking out a pound while you're smoking out a zip like
Up in Vegas and I'm stacking up my chips
While you're stacking all your chips
Diamond corona like I stacked up all the bills
Might stack up all the bills
'Cause I know these n*ggas gonna tell just to make bail
Can't blame it on 'em, man, they only being they self, yeah

[Verse 2: Trae tha Truth]
Yeah, I got your ho in the back of this foreign
Yelling, "f*ck you," we got everything going
She 'bout that sh*t that you see in the movies
No sleeping, this chain got me looking like morning
I'm bright as a light while she high as a kite
As she play with the pipe I know something ain't right
When we hit it, no fighting, no telling she might
I just tell her don't bite or it's gon' be goodnight
I was di*k sticking, she was overdosing
I was tipping slow like I was over coasting
Laying pipe, no over boasting
Just wave surfing while I coast the ocean
I am Tha Truth, I am not a loser
Just a playa n*gga that would like to use you
I might kill it, but I never will abuse you
Baby, f*ck with me or else I might excuse you
Tryna' get up in the throat
Like it ain't no where to go
I know you heard it all before
Don't like you sneaking at the door
Tell your partner she can see the sun
'Cause this money on me gotta blow
Hit the club and make it overflow
And these diamonds on me gotta glow
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Copped that coupe, got rid of the roof like
Up in H town, young girls with them booties like
Good hair girls have fun with your tip like
I'm smoking out a pound while you're smoking out a zip like
Up in Vegas and I'm stacking up my chips
While you're stacking all your chips
Diamond corona like I stacked up all the bills
Might stack up all the bills
'Cause I know these n*ggas gonna tell just to make bail
Can't blame it on 'em, man, they only being they self, yeah

[Verse 3: Skeme]
I can't fear no b*tch nor man, no sir, no ma'am
Bae with me, got a ass so fat I gotta grab that with both hands
See, I'm a rich n*gga, keep that cake all over my thoughts
Only one rule to the game, my n*gga, that's don't get caught
Take it off, b*tch, bend over, let me see it
I think you should give that pus*y up inside this European
Better yet, just give me brain while a n*gga change lanes
I call you boo, bae and my b*tch 'cause, sh*t, to me they all the same
And I never gave a f*ck, hardly ever gave a damn
She let me inside it, I had to tell her, "Thank you, ma'am"
That's how she know I got manners and she know my bands up
She ride my di*k with her hands up and take that 'til she can't stand up
Cash ruling everything around me, I want cream
And that Porsche 9-1-1 filled up with 91 supreme
So you know I got to smash, put my pedal to the metal
Feel like Noah asking God, "Why he done flooded out my bezel?" Hold up
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Copped that coupe, got rid of the roof like
Up in H town, young girls with them booties like
Good hair girls have fun with your tip like
I'm smoking out a pound while you're smoking out a zip like
Up in Vegas and I'm stacking up my chips
While you're stacking all your chips
Diamond corona like I stacked up all the bills
Might stack up all the bills
'Cause I know these n*ggas gonna tell just to make bail
Can't blame it on 'em, man, they only being they self, yeah