Southside - Eww lyrics

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Southside - Eww lyrics

[Hook: Young Thug] Eww eww eww Eww eww eww, eww [Verse 1: Young Thug] What you gonna do when I pull up on you, n***a? (I don't know, I don't know, I don't know) p**y n***a know that he a cat like Tigger (For sure, for sure) Beat the p**y n***a with the baseball bat Pull up with them F&Ns comin' out the hatch p**y mothaf**a scared to say it to my front So I'm blowin' out his back Point it at his liver, make the n***a reconsider Bands in my pants got me lookin' a little bigger Red just like Elmo but I never f**in' giggle You can s** my pickle for a nickel [Hook: Young Thug] Eww eww eww Eww eww eww, eww [Verse 2: Young Thug] How many n***as standin' around you would die for you? I'm not bein' funny but if I come through there sprayin' All them n***as turn to 4 wheelers Honestly, truth be told, YSL won't fold Pick his a** off from the balcony Walk into the house and change clothes YSL, wipe a n***a nose We don't give a damn if it's indoors or outdoors We gotta have that, gon' grab that n***a go stab that, smack that sh** Every day I keep the bands on me, I'm a lick If a n***a think I'm sweet then his tongue gettin' split I ain't doin' any features unless you give me your b**h I'ma f** for the cash then she gettin' robbed by Tick [Hook: Young Thug] Eww eww eww Eww eww eww, eww [Verse 3: Young Thug] Hundred bands inside of my pants Make the mothaf**a dance on the stage Aye, b**h, it's a parade Pourin' 4s is a sport, Leanorade 50 whole k spent on my hygiene Drinkin' so much lean that my pee clean 808 just might be the dream team b**h got some good brain, call her Pinky Bag full of weed, no lighter In the kitchen wrappin', rappin' like a cypher You know damn well, I like her, I'mma bite her In a Bentley on West Lee gettin' trailed by sniper How the f** you feel that I don't mean nothin'? All them years in the bando, no clean nothin' Runnin' to the cops, tell 'em I don't serve the fiend nothin' Pullin' off like "SIKE!" b**h I got the bando, fifty hundreds Spot 'round the corner filled up with onions Big homie got a whole truckload Me and Scooter take a trip to New Mexico All I ever wanted was the money All I ever wanted was the money Put your hands in the air if you dare Any motherf**er to step over here F&N put 'em in a wheel chair [Hook: Young Thug] Eww eww eww Eww eww eww, eww