Young Thug - Pacifier lyrics

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Young Thug - Pacifier lyrics

(Verse 1) Cut-scene, I wanna nut in this place And I know she like a n***a taste, I can see it in her face Now don’t make me a cute little Christian, I don’t feel like Ma$e Right for a n***a step inside a house got my memory erased I ain’t tryna roll no dice, I just wanna make it right When I f** her I’mma try to turn her over Turn and turn her like Ike I’m own the burner, (?), a nun Mortified, I need a Pope, need a gardner, Asanti (Hook) Ready yet? Wants a pacifier, pacifier, pacifier n***a need a pacifier, pacifier Shake your rumidi bum bum Bleed to black, bleed to rock Bleed the bumbaclot (?), bleed the cops Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed (Verse 2) Ridin’ on b**h with some bad little tits Need to put a little hip in it Damn, (?) can she put a little split in it? If I woulda done it, woulda put a little whip in it When I whip the (?) I’m lookin’ to break my wrist the way I’m spinnin’ it Gotta a bad little day, swear to God I got a bad little day Young Thugger (?) Bought the little b**h a black mink like jungle, she’s an A And I don’t care not what they say, I eat that dinner plate n***a hotter than the summer, still catch a player in the street I’mma catch your momma, then I motherf** your momma All because I made time of the week MTV your livin’, (?) I sell Mylie Cyrus, (?) Mylie Cyrus (?) for weeks (Hook) Ready yet? Wants a pacifier, pacifier, pacifier n***a need a pacifier, pacifier Shake your rumidi bum bum Bleed to black, bleed to rock Bleed the bumbaclot (?), bleed the cops Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed (Verse 3) I didn’t (?) n***a livin’ life so (?) it’s a crime scene I don’t buy for (?) b**h I’m tryna eat n***as sit inside the trenches while my couch bleed All the n***as diamonds going (?) like an Arnold Schwarzenegger Nah it ain’t Drake but my community gated n***as fall in love cause they communities hated Bet the community ain’t hatin’ if they were atin’ Oops I mean eatin’ My n***as eat for no reason, they feast for no reason I do not got on no mink but I’m beastin’ I swear to God b**h I’m beastin’ And I’mma pull up in the 9-11 Then I’m pullin’ back up in the drop head Michael Drop head Make the b**h drop dead When it come to this sh**, I’mma pro, no kid Drinkin’ on this ether pink, I feel like an egg Attracted to these plugs, I feel like a f**in’ fed And I know you ain’t bout that, but I’m bout that Where the f** the Sprite at? (Hook) It’s a baby bottle, not a Pacifier, pacifier, pacifier n***a need a pacifier, pacifier Shake your rumidi bum bum Bleed to black, bleed to rock Bleed the bumbaclot (?), bleed the cops Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed (Bridge) The streets ain’t ready, yeeaaaa All your b**hes want a piece of me I swear to God these hoes want a piece of mink Whooo, (?) n***a (?) piece of me (?) (Hook) Pacifier, pacifier, pacifier n***a need a pacifier, pacifier Pacifier, pacifier, pacifier