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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[Intro]
Abm
Dbm Abm Dbm
I wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
Thugger
Abm Dbm
Carnage, what it do, nigga?
Abm Dbm
Let's turn up
[Chorus]
Abm Dbm
I tell the bitch sit on that dope, yeah that's my kinfolk's
Abm Dbm
We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load
Abm Dbm
We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
Abm bm
Lil' mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
Abm Dbm
I bought a Rollie', but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy
Abm Dbm
Everybody got tigers, so I wanna go get a liger, ayy
Abm Dbm
I'm so different from these niggas, I won't be like 'em (swear to God, ayy)
[Verse 1]
Abm Dbm
Uh, I bought a Bentley, then I went and chopped the top off
Abm Dbm
I got a bad bitch inside and I'm gettin' topped off
Abm Dbm
I got a foreign 'Rari, then I cut the top off
Abm Dbm
I put these pebbles in the meat and knock the taco off
Abm Dbm
A pussy nigga better stop playin' with Slime boss
Abm Dbm
You pussy niggas fuck around, have me behind the wall
Abm Dbm
I swear to God, I can't wait to go with my fuckin' bros
Abm Dbm
I know he miss me and I miss him, and that's worth the long
A
I got some big guns pointed at it on
Gb
Louis V armor fatigue, but it's camo', though (get it, ayy)
Dbm
She smokin' loud like a high note
I just wanna put my D on your cameltoe (let's do it)
A
I know they told you don't play with these fuckin' folks (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Gb
You gon' end up in somebody mothafuckin' moat
Dbm
Blue diamonds, water like South Beach, oh yeah, you can pour
N.C.
Oh yeah, I'm rich, oh, I don't gotta vote, fuck you
[Chorus]
Abm Dbm
I tell the bitch sit on that dope, yeah that's my kinfolk's
Abm Dbm
We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load
Abm Dbm
We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
Abm bm
Lil' mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
Abm Dbm
I bought a Rollie', but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy
Abm Dbm
Everybody got tigers, so I wanna go get a liger, ayy
Abm Dbm
I'm so different from these niggas, I won't be like 'em (swear to God, ayy)
Thugger
[Verse 2]
Dbm
Cash talk, baby, I want acres all in Vegas
Abm Dbm
I got bitches wanna fuck me all around the equator
Dbm
I'm global, bitch, I'm global, yeah, I am not your neighbor
Dbm
No longer, yeah, all my cribs sit on hundreds of acres
Abm Dbm
Bitch, I promise, swear to God, on my mom, on my daughters
Abm Dbm
On my son, on my mothafuckin' gun
Abm
If I'm lyin', make it jam while I'm tryna fuckin' blam
Dbm Abm Dbm
Old bitch, hi, there, ma'am, suck me loose in Guwop's Lamb'
Suck my top off, yeah
Abm
Bitch, I'm rich, this ain't luck
Dbm Abm
Bitch, I'm climbin', why you stuck?
Bitch, I'm yammin', in your guts
Dbm Abm
Uncle Sam, mothafuck him
Abm
I ain't payin' him, nigga, what?
Dbm
Yeah, I got right with God, I know he gon' keep me up
[Chorus]
Abm Dbm
I tell the bitch sit on that dope, yeah that's my kinfolk's
Abm Dbm
We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load
Abm Dbm
We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
Abm bm
Lil' mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
Abm Dbm
I bought a Rollie', but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy
Abm Dbm
Everybody got tigers, so I wanna go get a liger, ayy
Abm Dbm
I'm so different from these niggas, I won't be like 'em (swear to God, ayy)
Thugger
Abm
Dbm Abm Dbm
I wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
Thugger
Abm Dbm
Carnage, what it do, nigga?
Abm Dbm
Let's turn up
[Chorus]
Abm Dbm
I tell the bitch sit on that dope, yeah that's my kinfolk's
Abm Dbm
We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load
Abm Dbm
We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
Abm bm
Lil' mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
Abm Dbm
I bought a Rollie', but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy
Abm Dbm
Everybody got tigers, so I wanna go get a liger, ayy
Abm Dbm
I'm so different from these niggas, I won't be like 'em (swear to God, ayy)
[Verse 1]
Abm Dbm
Uh, I bought a Bentley, then I went and chopped the top off
Abm Dbm
I got a bad bitch inside and I'm gettin' topped off
Abm Dbm
I got a foreign 'Rari, then I cut the top off
Abm Dbm
I put these pebbles in the meat and knock the taco off
Abm Dbm
A pussy nigga better stop playin' with Slime boss
Abm Dbm
You pussy niggas fuck around, have me behind the wall
Abm Dbm
I swear to God, I can't wait to go with my fuckin' bros
Abm Dbm
I know he miss me and I miss him, and that's worth the long
A
I got some big guns pointed at it on
Gb
Louis V armor fatigue, but it's camo', though (get it, ayy)
Dbm
She smokin' loud like a high note
I just wanna put my D on your cameltoe (let's do it)
A
I know they told you don't play with these fuckin' folks (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Gb
You gon' end up in somebody mothafuckin' moat
Dbm
Blue diamonds, water like South Beach, oh yeah, you can pour
N.C.
Oh yeah, I'm rich, oh, I don't gotta vote, fuck you
[Chorus]
Abm Dbm
I tell the bitch sit on that dope, yeah that's my kinfolk's
Abm Dbm
We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load
Abm Dbm
We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
Abm bm
Lil' mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
Abm Dbm
I bought a Rollie', but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy
Abm Dbm
Everybody got tigers, so I wanna go get a liger, ayy
Abm Dbm
I'm so different from these niggas, I won't be like 'em (swear to God, ayy)
Thugger
[Verse 2]
Dbm
Cash talk, baby, I want acres all in Vegas
Abm Dbm
I got bitches wanna fuck me all around the equator
Dbm
I'm global, bitch, I'm global, yeah, I am not your neighbor
Dbm
No longer, yeah, all my cribs sit on hundreds of acres
Abm Dbm
Bitch, I promise, swear to God, on my mom, on my daughters
Abm Dbm
On my son, on my mothafuckin' gun
Abm
If I'm lyin', make it jam while I'm tryna fuckin' blam
Dbm Abm Dbm
Old bitch, hi, there, ma'am, suck me loose in Guwop's Lamb'
Suck my top off, yeah
Abm
Bitch, I'm rich, this ain't luck
Dbm Abm
Bitch, I'm climbin', why you stuck?
Bitch, I'm yammin', in your guts
Dbm Abm
Uncle Sam, mothafuck him
Abm
I ain't payin' him, nigga, what?
Dbm
Yeah, I got right with God, I know he gon' keep me up
[Chorus]
Abm Dbm
I tell the bitch sit on that dope, yeah that's my kinfolk's
Abm Dbm
We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load
Abm Dbm
We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
Abm bm
Lil' mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
Abm Dbm
I bought a Rollie', but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy
Abm Dbm
Everybody got tigers, so I wanna go get a liger, ayy
Abm Dbm
I'm so different from these niggas, I won't be like 'em (swear to God, ayy)
Thugger
Younger Brother
YoungHeart
Younghearted
Younghearts
Younghusband