Drumma Boy - 1017 Mafia lyrics

[Hook: Young Thug] Thugga and Guwop got 100 choppas 1017 we the, Mafia We the motherf**in' mafia n***a No less than 20 in my trousers lil n***a [Verse 1: Young Thug] Got these b**hes bending over like a lineman Make the pot, b**h straight over like a linemen Everybody get that green, we the live men All my slime crickets, I think we need lemons 1017 the mothaf**ing movement Pipe that b**h down, I'ma duel it The way I throw em through it, my arm a Uzi Bought a b**h a pair of shoes, and f** her booty Hol' it, don't let up, these n***as can't catch with thugga no thugger We eatin' no other I'm chubby like my brother I'm chubby like my mother We take all yo goodies, and go straight to Costco Catch up with yo b**h, and turn her into a s**a We not overseas but you know we Russian Picnic early, clubbin later I'm not no candy, but I am a jawbreaker You think I'm gay, I'ma send ya to meet your maker Put a hole in yo head like you's a piston [Hook: Young Thug] Thugga and Guwop got 100 choppas 1017 we the, Mafia We the motherf**in' mafia n***a No less than 20 in my trousers lil n***a Thugga and Guwop got 100 choppas 1017 we the, Mafia We the motherf**in' mafia n***a No less than 20 in my trousers lil n***a