• 标题:Fifth Day Dead
  • 歌手:Young Thug
  • 专辑:Punk
  • 卡拉OK评级:1★
  • 语言:en
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    Yeah (Ooh, no)
    Yeah, yeah (Ooh, no)
    Tell me (Ooh, no)
    Say (Ooh, no)
    Yeah
    Moncler coat 'cause I'm the coldest out
    I had twenty thousand pints sealed in a drought
    12 bend the corner, me and the dogs gettin' out
    Got twenty-seven colors this Versace couch
    I got it from Birdman out of his Miami spot
    I told the bitch don't call me, she a Miami thot
    They hate to see you racking, big gold Pateks, rose gold
    White diamonds on my wrist just like my main bitch toes
    I caught a cough off of the Benz, that one, it was cold
    I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
    I got a lot of spots to recess for all my kids in the back
    Playgrounds galore for teachers askin' why I love 'em brats
    Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
    I told it to my dawgs, I taught 'em fish
    **** all the opps, they can't see shit like this
    I ****ed her hard, I put that bitch to bed
    I called 'em up and told him what he said
    He text me back five days and he was dead
    I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
    I been sippin' on Wock', this ain't no red
    Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places
    High heel Chanel, oh, she rockin' big aces
    A pussy nigga wish that he could trade places
    I told a nigga, "You must be kidding, I'm goin' Maison"
    I called my watch stupid 'cause the time froze
    One-fifty for my tooth and when I find hoes
    My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the pine cone
    My nigga Jimbo did a dime, now he back home
    I been countin' money all night long
    I told my dawgs we can't fall off no more
    I used to walk down, I'm buyin' out the store
    Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a Barbie
    Yeah, yeah