Young Thug
Young Thug - Hold Us songtekst
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[Intro: Dun Deal] Dun Deal on the motherfuckin' track Thugger, Quan Ya'll know what's happenin' [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] If we get locked up by the night, I know those folk gone try and hold us Got grams for nigga all white, and we keep [?] for niggas who poured up Trappin' all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll that won't fold up Shootin' at niggas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure And we get locked up by tonight I know those folk gone try and hold us Got grams for niggas all white, and we keep [?] for niggas who poured up Living life never sober My ring looking like a solar And if we get locked up by the night, I know those folks gone try and hold us [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan + Young Thug] Try and [?], and I can't say hold up Big [?] lifestyle, Thugger need two bucks I can't treat a bitch like a queen, I don't even know her She slime ain't nothin' I'mma show her Pull up in the Bentley, no chauffeur Backwood, mpa smoke campus White bitch drive a flat beam, have you seen it? White bitch kiss white bitch, did they mean that? I know those hoes ain't mean that This shit a whole lotta cash man I need a first aid kit along with band aid You know why? Thug bleed like a motherfuckin' vampire More carrots then a motherfuckin' damn pie Oo is what I smoke by Fingertails got fungi, fungi I'm a real nigga, you a fun guy Runnin bando without Illuminati You better off coachin' in syri [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] If we get locked up by the night, I know those folk gone try and hold us Got grams for nigga all white, and we keep [?] for niggas who poured up Trappin' all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll that won't fold up Shootin' at niggas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure And we get locked up by tonight I know those folk gone try and hold us Got grams for niggas all white, and we keep [?] for niggas who poured up Living life never sober My ring looking like a solar And if we get locked up by the night, I know those folks gone try and hold us [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan + Young Thug] I don't talk to 12, I don't like conversation Heard my nigga Pee got them bails all across the nation Smell it before you taste it Last time I went to jail, I beat all my cases Mail, that's a risk you takin' Ever since I found my cell, she been on my [?] You can throw that bitch in water, but you still can't save her Bitches fuckin', naked, fame is [?] And you know I can't forget about Peewee, Thugger, Rich Homie, kill these niggas Along with Peewee and double trouble, tool box, drill these bitches Who got 20 tissues? I'm shittin' on ya'll And we workin', even though 12 is like [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] If we get locked up by the night, I know those folk gone try and hold us Got grams for nigga all white, and we keep [?] for niggas who poured up Trappin' all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll that won't fold up Shootin' at niggas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure And we get locked up by tonight I know those folk gone try and hold us Got grams for niggas all white, and we keep [?] for niggas who poured up Living life never sober My ring looking like a solar And if we get locked up by the night, I know those folks gone try and hold us [Verse 3: Peewee Longway] Out there we juggin', play those houses turn them bitches to the trenches Trappin', ninja [?], bankrolls on me ain't [?] In them velcros just sippin' How the hell I'm trippin'? No prescription for this medicine, how the hell I'm sippin'? One button I'm pushin', all that [?] Devil [?] and I'm Kid Cudi ghost ridin' with you lady Sucking on my dick like 8 Mile, She choke her like Slim Shady 40 [?] on my pinky ring, fuck 12 cause they know they hatin' Longway [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] If we get locked up by the night, I know those folk gone try and hold us Got grams for nigga all white, and we keep [?] for niggas who poured up Trappin' all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll that won't fold up Shootin' at niggas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure And we get locked up by tonight I know those folk gone try and hold us Got grams for niggas all white, and we keep [?] for niggas who poured up Living life never sober My ring looking like a solar And if we get locked up by the night, I know those folks gone try and hold us