Young Thug

Young Thug - Gangsta Shit lyrics

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Did you pray today?

Did you pray today?

I could dick you down on some gangster shit

Did you pray today?

I could put you down on the gangster shit

I could put you down with some gangster shit

Did you pray today?

Did you have a baby?

You got ventilation

Her sex is amazin'

She like penetratin'

I'll leave that pussy achin'

Thugger!

I was bangin', servin' rocks inside my classes

Big pimpin', you can send it up, just fax it

I was fresh, every day like it was my last day

These politics, they're tryna lock me up and latch it

These politics, they're tryna bop me, but I'm savage

For every bitch that tried to diss me, I'm not average

I told my mom I want some green, ain't talkin' cabbage

These bitches backstabbin' and these niggas done turned to addicts

They ridin' 'round geeked up out their mind

Soon as they come down, ain't got a f**kin' dime

Where that nigga that raised you? That's a whole other story

Her nigga's diamonds like glaciers, seven rings on me like Horry

I flood my wifey with them VVs and that CC

I swear to God I've been so fresh ever since little league

My old lady know all these girls are tryna steal me

Steal, yeah

Check out my diamonds, I'ma shine until they feel me

They put them teeth inside my mouth and then she healed me

All these pussy niggas really small, little league

Yeah she put that pussy on my log, ooh-wee

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I could dick you down on some gangster shit

I could dick you down on some gangster shit

I could put you down on some gangster shit

I could have you ridin' round with gangsters, shit

I could talk to [?], she's a gangsta bitch

I can talk to Ralo, he a gangsta nigga

Yeah, I done popped the top, that's a gangsta lit

650 thou', that's a gangsta lick

Runnin' circles, on these niggas

Drinkin' color purple, on these niggas

Ayyy, I'ma take off runnin', on these bitches

When hungry, I fill up my tummy, with these riches

When I'm servin' you, homie, when I'm servin' you

Gotta keep the tool on me, gotta keep the tool

Her booty lookin' plummy, plummy

These lil' niggas lookin' bummy, bummy

If I say, "Come on," you know she comin', comin'

OG Kush, it's smellin' like a junkie, junkie

These f**k niggas, they done bought my drugs

They'll have you lookin' like a man in debt

You see I'm out here

I could dick you down on some gangster shit

I could dick you down on some gangster shit

I could put you down on some gangster shit

I could have you ridin' round with gangsters, shit

I could talk to [?], she's a gangsta bitch

I can talk to Ralo, he a gangsta nigga

Yeah, I done popped the top, that's a gangsta lit

650 thou', that's a gangsta lick
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