Young Thug
Young Thug - Dead Fo Real lyrics
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You know I'm trynna make a mili You know I turn a broke ho into a fuckin' (?) I thug for life, my nickname Makaveli Fuckin' right, a February nigga scary She braid my hair, R. motherfuckin' Kelly She shave with Nair, pussy sticky like jelly We (?) in the Air Force, they call us Nelly And this real gold, yup it came from Jeffrey's Yup, my molly see through like jelly . fish And we ain't gotta watch TV, let's make a dish I'm sharper than a motherfuckin' razor, razor 100 extra thousand in my blazer, blazer Fuck you too good, wake up the neighbor, neighbor Ay bruh, say her, everything red like a laser And everything red like my label All on my time piece, dead for real Goon right behind me, dead for real You now they ain't gone try me, dead for real You know they gone die, be dead for real Them bitches love Young Thug, dead for real I'm up like a (?), dead for real I don't care about smelling like her, dead for real I'm a Young player, need a pimp cup, dead for real Shout out to pour six slugs and .38 with six slug A youngin' thuggin' with a .38 to hit ya This ain't a plastic gun, this thug life nigga Young Thugger Thugger live the thug life with me We from Jonesburg South, no strap no trap Longway in the booth strapped now, nigga Marked up like a vato, get with them choppo Clean bricks runnin' through em nigga, hella guapo And we got four spots, Be different narcs though When the doors swanging, just Bentley put yoppa on 'em 2013 drop top, just to pop on 'em Thugger Thugger, ya I seen, Forgiato no limp He got a lot of suckers mad with they lip out That's why I stand extra there with my clip out Before these suckers Thugger Hit the lot and bust a bag on 'em Pouring OG bag gas money on 'em, Longway