Young Thug
Young Thug - Jungle lyrics
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She got the red bottoms with cheetah print She got that python Louie pocketbook And her leggings from an ostrich I got a snakeskin duffle full of mints I got a gun that'll kill an elephant My little bitch flyer than a pelican She got a jacket made of sharkskin And there ain't no place she hasn't been She from the jungle, she from the jungle Big tall Amazon out the jungle Jungle, she from the jungle She just a rose in this concrete jungle Jungle, jungle, I introduced that girl to my anaconda Jungle, jungle, I'm just like Tarzan living in the jungle Shake your ass for Young Thug cam you little nigga You killin' all these strippers, Brian Nichols I'm ready to make a dill, no pickle Girl, I'll make you famous, you'll blow up, like a missile Boom, boom Hoes with no class, you know that's truancy I see your ass, I'm pursuin' it, don't ruin it I'm going to jail for influencin' You done shake your ass for all my (?) Guap boys, (?) Louie sandles, no Deion I got a stick that'll light up the room just like neon We done have a ball here, rich baby just like (?) Straight out the jungle, jump any bitch like kowabunga Got birds so she know they (?) Spend a half milli on my face like (?)