No No No
Young Thug/Birdman
No Label Vol. 1
No No No - Young Thug/Birdman
No ooo oh
Rich gang
Brrrr
Thugger no ooo oh
Thugger baby ahhhh
No oo oh rich gang ha
Brrrrttt
We got London on the track hey
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Ay eh
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Ay ay ho
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Ah ah
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Ah ah ho
I won't live it up until I leave
Uh uh uh uh
You can't sweep my flyness like no witch
Uh uh uh uh
Wassup nipsey I got keys to the city
All of my *****es tell me I'm the realest
Uh uh uh uh boy you not runnin'
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Uh uh uh uh tummy no stomachs
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Gold no mummy oh no no
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My racks are lettuce my kush are onions
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I'm gon' always say yes
To my ***** never no no
I think that her p***y is
Tight 'cuz she pigeon toed and
I know all my diamonds are
Water because they soaked and
I might take that ***** out
For martyr all 'cuz she spoke
Stand up Harriet Tubman
Stand up what's her deal no sub band
I'm knows
***** I'm high off substance
I'm a bee plus I am buzzin'
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I won't live it up until I leave
You can't sweep my flock ***** like my weeds
What's up nipsey I got keys to the city
I'll love my ***** and tell me I know feelings
Never wanna be average uh uh
All I wanna do is see gladys
Never wanna see backwards
All I ever did wanna just see baggage
Never wanna ever be daddy
Never ever wanna be my daddy
Uh uh
All I ever did and wanna be and what
And all I ever wanna be was him and what
See I played in this game
And I laid in this game
All I ever wanna see was gems
So I sure a n***a get stacks
Pretty benz with the tinted rims tinted rims
Big money n***a 100 stacks big racks
Bad *****es in them new backs big woah
Guns up n***a **** friends click click
A 100 n***as in a 100 benzs
Benzs no no no
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Oh go
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Oh ah
I won't live it up until I leave
You can't sweep my flock ***** like my weeds
Wassup nipsey I got keys to the city
I'll love my ***** and tell me I know feelings