Young Thug - Liger lyrics

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Young Thug - Liger lyrics

[Intro] I wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off Thugger! Carnage, what it do, n***a? Let's turn up [Chorus] I tell the b**h so [?], that's my kinfolk We got the bricks, I got the b**hes for the upper load We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off Lil' mama foreign and exotic, s** my skin off I bought a Rollie, but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy Everybody got tigers so I wanna go get a liger, ayy I'm so different from these n***as, I won't be like 'em (swear to God, ayy) [Verse 1] Uh, I bought a Bentley, then I went and chopped the top off I got a bad b**h inside and I'm gettin' topped off I got a foreign 'Rari, then I cut the top off I put these pebbles in the meat and knock the taco off A p**y n***a better stop playin' with Slime boss You p**y n***as f** around, have me behind the wall I swear to God I can't wait to go with my f**in' bros I know he miss me and I miss him and that's worth the long I got some big guns pointed at it on Louis V armor fatigue, but it's camo though (get it, ayy) She smokin' loud like a high note I just wanna put my D on your cameltoe (let's do it) I know they told you don't play with these f**in' folks (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) You gon' end up in somebody mothaf**in' moat Blue diamonds, water like South Beach, oh yeah, you can pour Oh yeah, I'm rich, oh, I don't gotta vote, f** you! [Chorus] I tell the b**h so [?], that's my kinfolk We got the bricks, I got the b**hes for the upper load We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off Lil' mama foreign and exotic, s** my skin off I bought a Rollie, but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy Everybody got tigers so I wanna go get a liger, ayy I'm so different from these n***as, I won't be like 'em (f** 'em all, ayy, swear to God, n***a) Thugger! [Verse 2] Cash talk, baby, I want acres all in Vegas I got b**hes wanna f** me all around the equator I'm global, b**h, I'm global, yeah, I am not your neighbor No longer, yeah, all my cribs sit on hundreds of acres b**h, I promise, swear to God, on my mom, on my daughters On my son, on my mothaf**in' gun If I'm lyin', make it jam while I'm tryna f**in' blam Old b**h, hi, there, ma'am, s** me loose in Guwop's Lamb' s** my top off, yeah b**h, I'm rich, this ain't luck b**h, I'm climbin', why you stuck? b**h, I'm yammin', in your guts Uncle Sam, mothaf** him I ain't payin' him, n***a, what? Yeah, I got right with God, I know he gon' keep me up [Chorus] I tell the b**h so [?], that's my kinfolk We got the bricks, I got the b**hes for the upper load We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off Lil' mama foreign and exotic, s** my skin off I bought a Rollie, but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy Everybody got tigers so I wanna go get a liger, ayy I'm so different from these n***as, I won't be like 'em (f** 'em all, ayy, swear to God, n***a) Thugger!