LyricsHercules

Young Thug

Last update on: July 1, 2020

Thugger, The Thugger, Baby, yeah Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro Metro

Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro And what? Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Sick Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit All my signs red like a stop, nigga no pit Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' martians, woah In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin', woah Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah All-red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah Hercu-Hercules (Whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey) Hercu-Hercules (Heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh) Hercu-Hercules (Ooh, yah, yeah, yeah) Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean) I smoke gas, that's that Hercules, strong marijuana She looked at him, oh, now she watchin' me Bitch likes my persona Bitch I'm speedin' to that guapanese (Skrrt) Old Chevy mounted up, I can't forget the T Drop the top, shoot birds at the officers (Fuck 'em) Fuck them boys, they costin' us, they stalkin' us They know they old lady not runnin', they fall for us We so tired of takin' losses, ain't no more chalkin' us I swear, I promise YSL on ape and they donkeys These niggas pointless They want me wanted I'm still a stoner, MAC and cheese on me These niggas clonin', I'm full but I'm still hungry Hey when the click clock, I'll make your bitch stop Ice inside my tick tock, boss cookies, no brisco I just bought a Cuban link, flooded with big rocks Snitches tryna juug at me, I gotta dead some, whoa shit Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit All my signs red like a stop, nigga no pit Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' martians, woah In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin', woah Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah All red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah (Skrt) Hercu-Hercules (Whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey) Hercu-Hercules (Heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh) Hercu-Hercules (Ooh, yah, yeah, yeah) Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean) Okay first of all, I was doin' this shit 'fore I was rich I don't care at all, I'll go do a dolphin for my clique Fuck your conference call, pull up with a check and get my sig Double D, you dig? No firework, it was lit And then some fuck nigga was hatin' on me They took ya life, I know some fuck niggas waitin' on it I grab that TEC, I grab that 40 and the F&N Then we pulled up and hit the spot, yeah we laid it on 'em Anaconda, we on that slime stuff, here to remind ya Fucked your old lady, she wasn't fly enough YSL, we shinin', let her stand behind us Yeah, my crew we rock, rock, baby you can climb us I call my migo, migo come and let me juug through the city He stuffed a burrito and he let 'em fly right to me Bitches call me Casino 'cause I let 'em ride 'round the city She want bingo, kilo, no sweat, now she can ride in a Bentley Whoa, sick Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit All my signs red like a stop, nigga no pit Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' martians, woah In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin', woah Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah All red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah Hercu-Hercules (Whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey) Hercu-Hercules (Heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh) Hercu-Hercules (Ooh, yah, yeah, yeah) Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean) Thugger Thugger said he have a brand new stick Thugger Thugger sittin' on some fashion shit Thugger Thugger still livin' like a boss YSL my team, my squad

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