Young Thug - Future Swag lyrics

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Young Thug - Future Swag lyrics

(Intro) Thugga Yeah it’s that cash talk Slime Slime Slime (Chorus) I f**k on your baby mama I f**k on your baby mama Let’s f**k on your baby mama I wanna f**k on your baby mama Some head from your baby mama I need some brain from your baby mama The head from your baby mama I need some brain from your baby mama Lil mama she wet like a boat, a boat Lil mama, she wet like a boat Lil mama she wet like a boat, a boat Lil mama, she wet like a boat Lil mama, she ready for war She ready for d**k in her a** and her throat Lil mama she wet for the faculty Lil mama, she ready, she after me (Bridge) Go’n do it, go’n do it Go’n do it, they way too influenced I do it, I do it, I’m the goat I’m the motherf**king mule I do it, I don’t know the president but I have pull I do it, the only thing I see is red like a bull (Verse 1) That purple label all up under my garments They touring, I f**k that bi**h in that back of the tour bus I feed her that molly she put it right there on her tongue You call me Osama I’m pa**ing hundreds to the bomb I’m pa**ing hundreds to the bomb ni**a You know thats nothing but two crumbs ni**a The finger licking and my palms itching I’m dead fresh f**k her palm ni**a I’m on your a** like some thumbs ni**a I’m on yo a** like some thongs, ni**a I’m brand new just born, ni**a I’m getting hundreds like a foreign ni**a You know we charging like Dodge ni**a (Verse 2) I won’t hear you scream if you rich I’m never gon go out like Mitch I know that I look like a lick I chop off your tongue, ya dig A solid foundation, a nation Believe this s**t started in the basement My uncle that died is amazing You see all the looks on my faces I see all them racks on ya cases We send them to a better place We send them boys to meet their maker I’m going up skyscraper I think my dogs with my neighbors You’re kids seen me on cable, and I’m drinking syrup ni** maple, lean Hurry up where the gates at She ain’t nothing I can’t cake that This is where the apes stay at All you lame ni**as stay back, move Switching lanes in the Maybach, skrt Yeah the mall look like a play back Brand new Rollie and the face black (Repeat Chorus)