Young Thug - Dome - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

18.04.2015

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[Intro: Young Thug] I got like 5 million and 12 hundred thousand hoes They drippin' all over my motherfuckin' clothes [Hook: Young Thug] Let's go off the dome, I can't make it home I fucked her, I boned her, she leave an aroma They calling my phone up, my girl like "What's going on?" She sucking, put me in a coma, I nut on that fish on my sofa Yeeeeeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) Yeeeeeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) Yeeeeeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) What's brackin' [Verse 1: Young Thug] Dickie suit, chucks Flag hanging to the right Put that young bitch in a bucket Kid Cudi, fuck her all day and all night Ok, I'm in this bitch with lil Duke, Longway You can be with me, you too, four way Put that bitch off from my deuce, slow day I'ma sell at least like 2 [Verse 2: Duke] Thugga Thugga what it do Riding in the fast lane, I'm eluding (Skrrr) All these drugs that we abusing (drugs) Addicting to winning, not losing I'm in the kitchen just cooking (cook it up) Middle finger to a bookin' (fuck em) Fuck running off, fuck nigga I took it Diamond so wet, I might need to douche it [Verse 3: Young Thug] Diamonds they shower, they shower me Yes that lil nigga I got with me When it's war my niggas count on me Beyoncé bitch I'm a bumble-B This the B-hive, this my turf bitch, you can't sting on me Jingle bells, baby you can ring on me [Hook: Young Thug] Let's go off the dome, I can't make it home I fucked her, I boned her, she leave an aroma They calling my phone up, my girl like "What's going on?" She sucking, put me in a coma, I nut on that fish on my sofa Yeeeeeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) Yeeeeeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) Yeeeeeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) What's brackin' [Verse 4: Duke] 458 California 'Rari I got that old money, call it Atari Let's go off the dome, I trap by the Dome Keep a couple grams in my fifth pocket Keep a pocket rocket on me Ain't no guessing if I'm gon' pop it Got a lot of blood homies And guess what it ain't no stopping [Verse 5: Young Thug] Hop in the car and I'm whiling, I'm styling I hop out and cuss out my driver Fuck nigga try me, no Eddie Bauer I'ma pull up and make it rain, showers I'ma lil kid when it come to that pussy I hop up like the Icy Tower (hop up) I would rather be a coyote than be a coward [Verse 6: Duke] I creep right up on them Hit em with the AK, 7 in the morning (pew pew) No Christmas Eve Caught him by surprise, he was still yawning I'm running the city You riding in that loaner, I'm running with owners I'm running with armor I'm not even thinking I'm right off the dome [Hook: Young Thug] Let's go off the dome, I can't make it home I fucked her, I boned her, she leave an aroma They calling my phone up, my girl like "What's going on?" She sucking, put me in a coma, I nut on that fish on my sofa Yeeeeeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) Yeeeeeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) Yeeeeeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) What's brackin'
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