Biografia:
Jeffery Lamar Williams,[1] mais conhecido profissionalmente como Young Thug, é um rapper americano. Conhecido por seu não convencional estilo vocal, moda e por seu estilo de vida, ele recebeu pela primeira vez a atenção por suas colaborações com rappers do sul, tais como Rich Homie Quan, Birdman , Waka Flocka Flame, T.I. e Gucci Mane. Ele assinou um contrato com a gravadora de Gucci Mane, a 1017 Records no início de 2013[2] e no final daquele ano ele lançou sua primeira mixtape "1017 Thug"
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We got London On Da Track
[Chorus]
C D
Everyone know I've been killed before
Em
I've been bent like a centerfold
C D
I crap with my money, no
Em
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
C D
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Em
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah
C D
Did you pay someone's tuition, no (woah)
Em
Do you own a store, no (woah)
[Verse 1]
C D
Yeah, fuck all this bullshit (SLATT)
Em
Diamonds for all us Kings, yeah
Got my money went Ludacris (let's go)
C
Give some racks to a hood bitch
D
Give some racks to a pulpit
Em
Look at the grain, it's wood bitch
On the floor, it's a wool bitch
C
She suck dick like a whole tick (come on)
D
Diamonds on me they cold as shit
Em
I thank God that I went legit (and what)
When we see 'em, you know we blitz (and what)
C
I can bet up, you know I'm rich (leggo)
D Em
Shut the fuck up nigga bet up, you say you rich
C D
Different color diamonds, I'm a peacock
Em
Different color diamonds, I'm a peacock
C D
Spot full of birdies with no treetop
Em
You know you my son, you can be that
C D
I bought the boat, the jetskis
Em
Got a FN and a stick, don't test me
C D
I stacked them hunnids up to God's knees
Em
Ain't going broke until 2070
[Chorus]
C D
Everyone know I've been killed before
Em
I've been bent like a centerfold (woah)
C D
I crap with my money, no
Em
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
C D
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Em
Let that money fly to the ceiling, (woah, woah)
C D
Did you pay someone's tuition, no (woah)
Em
Do you own a store, no
[Verse 2]
C D Em
We ain't letting these bitches get between us
C
We ain't letting no monkey niggas stand that close to us (close to us)
D Em
I ain't got no heart when it come down to my bro, yeah
C
She is not my dresser, she just irons my clothes, yeah (thanks)
D Em
Pulled off in a Tesla, pulled back in a Porsche, yeah
C
'Bout the mozzarella, you'll get burnt like toast, yeah
D Em
I get on that bullshit, you'll get extorted, yeah (extorted)
C
Six kids with me, didn't think bout abortions, yeah (aye)
D Em C
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
D Em C
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh
D Em
Ready for war like a machine
C
Came from pillies to post schemin'
D Em
Now I got fifty hoes on they knees
C
I put X in my codeine
D Em
But I'm putting nothing in my weed
C
Yeah I took a jet right overseas
D Em
I want some head from overseas
C
I caught a case, my jewelry seized
D Em
I started out with fifty Ki's
C
My Bentayga clean like bleach
D Em
On a yacht with blue water and blue cheese
On this shit like fleas, aye
[Chorus]
C D
Everyone know I've been killed before
Em
I've been bent like a centerfold (woah)
C D
I crap with my money, no
Em
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
C D
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Em
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah (woah)
C D
Did you pay someone's tuition, no
Em C
Do you own a store, no
[Outro]
D Em C
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
D Em
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh
[Chorus]
C D
Everyone know I've been killed before
Em
I've been bent like a centerfold
C D
I crap with my money, no
Em
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
C D
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Em
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah
C D
Did you pay someone's tuition, no (woah)
Em
Do you own a store, no (woah)
[Verse 1]
C D
Yeah, fuck all this bullshit (SLATT)
Em
Diamonds for all us Kings, yeah
Got my money went Ludacris (let's go)
C
Give some racks to a hood bitch
D
Give some racks to a pulpit
Em
Look at the grain, it's wood bitch
On the floor, it's a wool bitch
C
She suck dick like a whole tick (come on)
D
Diamonds on me they cold as shit
Em
I thank God that I went legit (and what)
When we see 'em, you know we blitz (and what)
C
I can bet up, you know I'm rich (leggo)
D Em
Shut the fuck up nigga bet up, you say you rich
C D
Different color diamonds, I'm a peacock
Em
Different color diamonds, I'm a peacock
C D
Spot full of birdies with no treetop
Em
You know you my son, you can be that
C D
I bought the boat, the jetskis
Em
Got a FN and a stick, don't test me
C D
I stacked them hunnids up to God's knees
Em
Ain't going broke until 2070
[Chorus]
C D
Everyone know I've been killed before
Em
I've been bent like a centerfold (woah)
C D
I crap with my money, no
Em
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
C D
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Em
Let that money fly to the ceiling, (woah, woah)
C D
Did you pay someone's tuition, no (woah)
Em
Do you own a store, no
[Verse 2]
C D Em
We ain't letting these bitches get between us
C
We ain't letting no monkey niggas stand that close to us (close to us)
D Em
I ain't got no heart when it come down to my bro, yeah
C
She is not my dresser, she just irons my clothes, yeah (thanks)
D Em
Pulled off in a Tesla, pulled back in a Porsche, yeah
C
'Bout the mozzarella, you'll get burnt like toast, yeah
D Em
I get on that bullshit, you'll get extorted, yeah (extorted)
C
Six kids with me, didn't think bout abortions, yeah (aye)
D Em C
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
D Em C
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh
D Em
Ready for war like a machine
C
Came from pillies to post schemin'
D Em
Now I got fifty hoes on they knees
C
I put X in my codeine
D Em
But I'm putting nothing in my weed
C
Yeah I took a jet right overseas
D Em
I want some head from overseas
C
I caught a case, my jewelry seized
D Em
I started out with fifty Ki's
C
My Bentayga clean like bleach
D Em
On a yacht with blue water and blue cheese
On this shit like fleas, aye
[Chorus]
C D
Everyone know I've been killed before
Em
I've been bent like a centerfold (woah)
C D
I crap with my money, no
Em
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
C D
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Em
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah (woah)
C D
Did you pay someone's tuition, no
Em C
Do you own a store, no
[Outro]
D Em C
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
D Em
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh
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