NO1 Noah - Thank God lyrics

[Intro] (It's Tugga on the beat) [Chorus] Thank God, Tugga on the beat We be workin' hard, while your other ni**as sleep I'ma pay it all, and she tellin' me it cheap 3-92 too loud, I can't creep Found a b*tch I wanna keep Take the doors off the Jeep I take that b*tch from New York, brought her back to Canadi Got flight for her and me Yeah, I'm wavy overseas She gon' tell me that I love her, we agree to disagree [Post-Chorus] I love her, and I love her I treat her like she my mother He mother look good, and I'm motherfu*ker Shе makes me nervous, I s-s-s-s-stuttеr [Verse 1] Yeah, I can't let these other ni**as go and get to me Got enough money, gon' fly her out to Italy Versace, Prada, but she said, "It's okay if you Fendi me" These other ni**as buy me H&M, they offendin' me [Pre-Chorus 1] Yeah, and I love her I treat her like she was my mother Yeah, I treat her like she gang, like my brothers I'ma bring her to the North, but she Southern [Chorus] Thank God, Tugga on the beat We be workin' hard, while your other ni**as sleep I'ma pay it all, and she tellin' me it cheap 3-92 too loud, I can't creep Found a b*tch I wanna keep Take the doors off the Jeep I take that b*tch from New York, brought her back to Canadi Got flight for her and me Yeah, I'm wavy overseas She gon' tell me that I love her, we agree to disagree [Verse 2] In the studio, seven days a week Know these ni**as wanna play, they never play with me Never cop a plea, a ni**a never take a knee I give you the hands, like a ni**a play the Wii I can drink a drank 'til a ni**a fall asleep Put you in the ground, turn that ni**a to a tree ni**a, I'm a dog, all my b*tches, yeah, they fleas Yeah, I can make a call, call it off, referee [Pre-Chorus 2] I can't love her, I can't cuff her I make a b*tch call me NO1 I'm a number I make a cougar wanna feel like she younger I make a b*tch wanna take off the rubber [Chorus] Thank God, Tugga on the beat We be workin' hard, while your other ni**as sleep I'ma pay it all, and she tellin' me it cheap 3-92 too loud, I can't creep Found a b*tch I wanna keep Take the doors off the Jeep I take that b*tch from New York, brought her back to Canadi Got flight for her and me Yeah, I'm wavy overseas She gon' tell me that I love her, we agree to disagree