Young Thug - f** Cancer lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] Ay f** cancer, shout out to Boosie (real spit!) I f** your main b**h, I gave her cooties (Slime Season) Let's get it Hey! [Hook: Young Thug] Get it, all my n***as yeah they with it Cause these p**y n***as hatin' They trying to knock me off my pimpin' I'm a boss, I call the shots I leave these p**y n***as missing And I'm whipping like I'm gifted You can catch me in the kitchen, hey I don't want no brown I want a syrup bottle I put it down and then she started stalking Pop all the perky, yeah a halftime Little mamma p**y soaking, yeah it's bath time [Verse 1: Young Thug] I put a nine inside a two liter I'ma send her right back because I know you need her Start about fake sh**, I shall call my people Shout out to rasta n***as, those my people Pulled out my strap and use these hands, they evil Tried to be loyal to these foreigns, but I am a cheater Got a lot of followers, a perfect leader I like it icy cause I'm not a G1 Babe make your booty roll I got a lot of hundreds, I wanna see that tootsie roll I got a lot of partners, Falcons like I'm Julio We done got drunk inside this b**h, I'm Don Julio We tryna get wet from these b**hes, so what you cruising for My family depend on me, that's who I do it for Of course I do it for my b**h and for my crew for sure I do it for my j**eler, my ice off a f**ing boat You know the routine, little b**h, I'm private Little b**h I'm hot, like I'm a Taki I knock it out [?], just like I'm Rocky I got a bunch of wings surrounding my body [Hook: Young Thug] Get it, all my n***as yeah they with it Cause these p**y n***as hatin They trying to knock me off my pimpin' I'm a boss, I call the shots I leave these p**y n***as missing And I'm whipping like I'm gifted You can catch me in the kitchen, hey I don't want no brown I want a syrup bottle I put it down and then she started stalking Pop all the perky, yeah a halftime Little mamma p**y soaking, yeah it's bath time [Verse 2: Young Thug] Ok it's bath time, just like a birdie I cop a foreign (skrrt), I pull off skirting (skrrt!) b**h is you worth it, you make me nervous You rock them Chrome Hearts, you looking nerdy This ain't no fish n' grits, but this that fishscale I let little mama be, I keep her good and well b**h I'm an OG, I don't play that tattletale By the time you dress me out, I'ma be in that Maybach I smoke that cookie dough, I drink that Actavis My life a video, I'ma let you caption it Energizer Bunny, you see these carats ho I'm Rey Mysterio, my life on HBO They didn't want me f** none Now they want to s** some, and f** some YSL ain't gonna cuff 'em, we f** some Then we go and do another one Then we go and do another one, son I got my gun, you better run, run, run You know I got bread like a croissant, son I get 'em stuck up for a honey bun, yeah, yeah [Verse 3: Quavo] I put ice in all my watches, came in in Versace Perky, gas, molly, trappin', we got plenty options Her p**y water like it's bath time, she wishy washy And she gon' s** and f** me even when the feds watching I don't f** with broke n***as, nah we can't relate I put water on that white, b**h I call her Ricki Lake Lil mama she lost in the sauce, she needa get hit with the pause After I f** her she run through the doors And then I'm rejecting her calls I threw a pack over the gate to my n***as hiding in the wall RIP Pistol, RIP Mike, I pour up the lean for y'all Remember the days I trapped out the bando I had a thousand dollars You the same n***a that said I wouldn't make it I put in a thousand hours [Hook: Young Thug] Get it, all my n***as yeah they with it Cause these p**y n***as hatin They trying to knock me off my pimpin' I'm a boss, I call the shots I leave these p**y n***as missing And I'm whipping like I'm gifted You can catch me in the kitchen, hey I don't want no brown I want a syrup bottle I put it down and then she started stalking Pop all the perky, yeah a halftime Little mamma p**y soaking, yeah it's bath time [Outro: Quavo] Split a perc with me, little b**h you know it's halftime She wetter than an ocean, yeah it's bath time Little b**h gon' bring me back some dollar signs And I'ma let you ride her like a pathfinder