Lyrics
Yeah, Thuga
London on the track, nigga
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, uh, Thuga
These pussy niggas peasants, yeah
All my niggas gon' be present, yeah
Bitch, I'm wrapped up like a present, yeah
I got credit, fuck a debit
I'm the truth, this not no flexin'
I got skinny jeans with a weapon
I'm the future and the present, baby
Pop that pussy like a Pepsi, baby
Water like a water fountain
My money colored like a clown
Show them places like a noun
She can't ride this dick without a sound
No, no, no way. No, no way
No, no, no. No way. No, no way
No, no, no way. No way, no way
No, no way. No, no way
Uh, I flood that bitch
She pop that pussy like a handstand
I get them bricks and bands
Go do the Sahara dance
Told that bitch suck my Vienna out the can, man
She started doin' it without a command
I want you to feel this dick inside your hips
Wanna eat that pussy creamy like a dip
Her pussy wetter than the bottom of a ship
I wanna make it clap without a clip
Put your motherfucking hands in the sky
Throw it up, plus I'm too drunky to drive
I wanna put that pussy pussy in the sky
I wanna make that pussy squirt without a try
I might hit that pussy wrong and make it right
If I start from the ground, I'll hit the sky
I wear big-time glasses
But I got them bands like I'm fuckin' Ray-Ban, bitch
These pussy niggas peasants, yeah
All my niggas gon' be present, yeah
Bitch, I'm wrapped up like a present, yeah
I got credit, fuck a debit
I'm the truth, this not no flexin'
Skinny jeans with a weapon
I'm the future and the present, baby
Pop that pussy like a pill set, baby
Water like a water fountain
My money colored like a clown
Show me them places like a noun
She can't ride this dick without a sound
No, no, no way. No, no way
No, no, no way. No, no way
No, no, no way. No, no way
No, no way. No, no way
No, no way. No way. No way
No way. No way. No way
No, no way. No way
No, no way. No, no way
I called my baby, my baby
I got her lookin' up
Told that club I need fifty bands if they bookin' her
I woke up and I ate it just like my chef was cookin' her
Room service
Watch out, she at school nerdy
Wants up to bool dirty
Walk around with a cool thirty
I don't care where they flyin'
I just wanna know who birdies
Babe, don't waste my time
Come on, it's two-thirty
Left my bitch 'cause I found out she was too flirty
Yeah, I designed all my pants
Ain't give no damn
I used to spend fifty bands
Greenland, Tarzan
I got bitches pullin' up like we some yams
She wish she could get my dick inside a can
I got three lil' boys, which means I'm the man
I'ma pimp my carats out a rabbit
Get mostly green like a salad
These pussy niggas peasants, yeah
All my niggas gon' be present, yeah
Bitch, I'm wrapped up like a present, yeah
I got credit, fuck a debit
I'm the truth, this not no flexin'
Skinny jeans with a weapon
I'm the future and the present, baby
Pop that pussy like a pill set, baby
Water like a water fountain
My money colored like a clown
Show me them places like a noun
She can't ride this dick without a sound
No, no, no way. No, no way
No, no, no way. No, no way
No, no, no way. No, no way
No, no way. No, no way
No way, no way. No way. No way
No way, no way. No way. No way
No, no way. No, no way
No way. No way. No way. No way
No way. No way. No way. No way
