Tag: Brazil

Iggy Azalea – BRAZIL

Paid for this body and none of it’s cheap
I heard your song, now I’m goin’ to sleep
Boys in my yard, but this ain’t from Kelis
Look at my cars you, see nothin’ on lease
Look, I’m showin’ my cards how I play with a King
Heard they was sleepin’, I’m breakin’ the dream
Closin’ a deal while you makin’ a meme
Superstar status, I stay in the Hills
Light hundred thousand to play in some heels
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil
See that I’m hot and I ain’t got no chill, uh, yeah
Mercedes the Benz and I park on the curb
Your man wanna pitch, but I’m tossin a curve
The way that I live, you might call it absurd

[Chorus:]
I got it, all I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I’m feelin’ erotic
Hear my accent, he think I’m exotic
And still, I got it
Hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party
For real
I got it, all I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I’m feelin’ erotic
Hear my accent, he thinks I’m exotic
And still, I got it
Hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party

I’m showin’ my cards how I play with a King
Heard they was sleepin’, I’m breakin’ the dream
Closin’ a deal while you makin’ a meme
Superstar status, I stay in the Hills
Light hundred thousand to play in some heels
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil

I’m a fantasy, you a tragedy
And I’m rich, that’s some shit that you will never be
This a movie, I’m somethin’ they wanna see
Had a baby, bounced back like I’m twenty-three
I had millions and millions at twenty-three
Think it’s funny that someone could fuck with me
Talkin’ down the whole time they look up to me
Y’all my children, I skipped out on custody
Take my time, ain’t no rushin’ me, haters in love with me
Faces is ugly, bitches is mad
I worked at a store, I still get to the bag
A cover star magazine, look at my ass, ooh (Ass, ass)
I’m the front page
Take a shot, wait, it’s a pump fake
Checkers or chess?
Don’t play with the best or, bitch, you end up a mess (Uh)

[Chorus:]
I got it, all I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I’m feelin’ erotic
Hear my accent, he might think I’m exotic
And still, I got it
Hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party
For real,
I got it, all I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I’m feelin’ erotic
Hear my accent, he might think I’m exotic
And still, I got it
Hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party

I’m showin’ my cards how I play with a King
Heard they was sleepin’, I’m breakin’ the dream
Closin’ a deal while you makin’ a meme
Superstar status, I stay in the Hills
Light hundred thousand to play in some heels
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil

I got it
I got it
I got it
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil
Brazil
Out in Brazil
I got it
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil

Iggy Azalea – Brazil Lyrics

[Intro]
Scalez, that’s a Scalez track
Ayy, tell ’em run it back
AJ ruin everything, he in here

[Verse 1]
Paid for this body and none of it’s cheap
I heard your song, now I’m goin’ to sleep
Boys in my yard, but this ain’t from Kelis
Look at my cars you, see nothin’ on lease
Look, I’m showin’ my cards how I play with a King
Heard they was sleepin’, I’m breakin’ the dream
Closin’ a deal while you makin’ a meme
Superstar status, I stay in the Hills
Light hundred thousand to play in some heels
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil
See that I’m hot and I ain’t got no chill, uh, yeah
Mercedes the Benz and I park on the curb
Your man wanna pitch, but I’m tossin a curve
The way that I live, you might call it absurd

[Chorus]
I got it
All I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I’m feelin’ erotic
Hear my accent, he think I’m exotic
And still, I got it
Hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party
For real, I got it
All I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I’m feelin’ erotic
Hear my accent, he think I’m exotic
And still, I got it
Hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party

[Post-Chorus]
I’m showin’ my cards how I play with a King
Heard they was sleepin’, I’m breakin’ the dream
Closin’ a deal while you makin’ a meme
Superstar status, I stay in the Hills
Light hundred thousand to play in some heels
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil

[Verse 2]
I’m a fantasy, you a tragedy
And I’m rich, that’s some shit that you will never be
This a movie, I’m somethin’ they wanna see
Had a baby, bounced back like I’m twenty-three
I had millions on millions at twenty-three
Think it’s funny that someone could fuck with me
Talkin’ down the whole time they look up to me
Y’all my children, I skipped out on custody
Take my time, ain’t no rushin’ me, haters in love with me
Faces is ugly, bitches is mad
I worked at a store, I still get to the bag
A cover star magazine, look at my ass, ooh (Ass, ass)
I’m the front page
Take a shot, wait, it’s a pump fake
Checkers or chess?
Don’t play with the best or, bitch, you end up a mess (Uh)

[Chorus]
I got it
All I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I’m feelin’ erotic
Hear my accent, he think I’m exotic
And still, I got it
Hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party
For real, I got it
All I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I’m feelin’ erotic
Hear my accent, he think I’m exotic
And still, I got it
Hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party

[Post-Chorus]
I’m showin’ my cards how I play with a King
Heard they was sleepin’, I’m breakin’ the dream
Closin’ a deal while you makin’ a meme
Superstar status, I stay in the Hills
Light hundred thousand to play in some heels
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil

[Outro]
I got it
I got it
I got it
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil
Brazil
Out in Brazil
I got it
Festival season, I’m out in Brazil

Sal Houdini – Wavy Lyrics

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(Chorus)
She just want to pop her pills and get wavy
Roll up in some hundred dollar bills in the Mercedes
Ride until her body catches chills feel amazin’
She deserves a medal for the way that she be shakin’
She just wants to dance all night in the mansion
Dancin’ with the devil all night, yeah she dancin’
Baby make your money but do it in such a fashion
She should make an onlyfans the way she gettin’ nasty

(Verse 1)
Whiskey on her clothes she gon’ have to get it cleaned
Wants to live the dream, but it isn’t what it seems
You gon’ have to go through everybody in the team
Double foamed cup with a little bit of lean
So much fuckin’ smoke now it’s gettin’ hard to breathe
Got like ten shishas in the house like sheesh
Met a lot of hoes with attitude like bitch please
Only time I want to hear that mouth is on your knees
So get on your knees
For that flight overseas
‘Cause your bank lookin’ weak
To spend a week out in Greece
I can’t ever tell her no
Whenever she says please
And I know her man is cheesed
Can’t compare, can’t compete
Type of pussy to make you whipped
Ridin’, ridin’, she drivin’ stick
Her and her bestfriend be changin’ shifts
She clock out at 6

(Chorus)
She just want to pop her pills and get wavy
Roll up in some hundred dollar bills in the Mercedes
Ride until her body catches chills feel amazin’
She deserves a medal for the way that she be shakin’
She just wants to dance all night in the mansion
Dancin’ with the devil all night, yeah she dancin’
Baby make your money but do it in such a fashion
She should make an onlyfans the way she gettin’ nasty

(Verse 2)
Hidden hills
Workin’ towards a Mill
Fly a pretty bitch to the city from Brazil
Took a couple pills everybody standin’ still
Said she likes the way her tongue feels on my grills
Bunch of empty bitches I got voids I need to fill
Tao for 30 people just so everyone can chill
Tell ’em not to worry baby girl I got the bill
Said she’ll make it up to me she got a couple skills, yeah
So get on your knees
For that flight overseas
‘Cause your bank lookin’ weak
To spend a week out in Greece
I can’t ever tell her no
Whenever she says please
And I know her man is cheesed
Can’t compare, can’t compete
Type of pussy to make you whipped
Ridin’, ridin’, she drivin’ stick
Her and her bestfriend be changin’ shifts
She clock out at 6

(Chorus)
She just want to pop her pills and get wavy
Roll up in some hundred dollar bills in the Mercedes
Ride until her body catches chills feel amazin’
She deserves a medal for the way that she be shakin’
She just wants to dance all night in the mansion
Dancin’ with the devil all night, yeah she dancin’
Baby make your money but do it in such a fashion
She should make an onlyfans the way she gettin’ nasty

GARY BARLOW – ELITA ft Michael Buble, Sebastian Yatra

[Verse 1: Gary Barlow & Michael Bublé]
There’s a girl from Brazil
She was born to move her hips, can’t keep her feet still
Always looking for attention, she uses her eyes
To turn a small flame into a fire
She’s a girl from a town
Where nobody knows your name, where nobody’s found
And no one ever sees the bright lights now and she spends every night
She danced her way to a better life

[Sebastian Yatra]
I gotta leave cause it’s a bad thing
She bouta make me do the things that she wanna do
It feels so good when it’s a bad thing
But when the lights go down come on, Elita, wave your crown

[Chorus: Michael Buble]
And the crowd shouts Elita
Oh come out where we can see ya
Now the night is ready for ya
One dance and we’ll be singing hallelujah
Now the crowd they are screaming
Let it up, what they are feeling
It’s so hot, don’t get too near
Number one señorita, oh Elita

[Verse 2: Sebastian Yatra]
It’s kinda hard to find somebody from this part of the world
Until you’re looking at her body and you’re starting to tell
That you’re falling in love and it feels like a drug
You’ve got nothing to lose, you’ve got something to touch

[Michael Buble & Gary Barlow, Both]
She can be cold, cold digging for gold
She doesn’t want to keep a man, doesn’t want to be sold
She has a ticket to a life that is hard to resist
She rewrote the book and added a twist

[Sebastian Yatra]
I gotta leave cause it’s a bad thing (it’s a bad thing)
She bouta make me do the things that she wanna do
It feels so good when it’s a bad thing (it’s a bad thing)
But when the lights go down come on, Elita, wave your crown

[Chorus: Michael Buble, Gary Barlow & Sebastian Yatrá]
And the crowd shouts Elita (Elita)
Oh come out where we can see ya (where we can see ya)
Now the night is ready for ya (for ya)
One dance and we’ll be singing hallelujah
Now the crowd they are screaming
Let it up what they are feeling
It’s so hot, don’t get too near
Number one señorita, oh Elita

[Post-Chorus: Michael Buble]
Dance Dance Dance, Elita
Dance Dance Dance, Elita
Dance Dance Dance, Elita
Come on Elita (ta ta ta)

[Sebastian Yatra & Gary Barlow]
Bailame Elita, baila
Elita baila
So look out, beware
Like a do or dare
She’ll fight for a right, she’ll do whatever it takes

[Chorus: Michael Buble, Gary Barlow]
And the crowd shouts Elita (Elita!)
Oh come out where we can see ya (Woo)
Now the night is ready for ya (Elita)
One dance and we’ll be singing hallelujah (Woah, yeah)

Now the crowd they are screaming
Let it up what they are feeling
It’s so hot, don’t get too near
Number one señorita, oh Elita

[Post-Chorus: Michael Buble & Sebastian Yatra]
Dance Dance Dance, Elita (Elita baila)
Dance Dance Dance, Elita (Elita baila)
Dance Dance Dance, Elita
Come on Elita
Come on Elita

Wiz Khalifa – Villa Lyrics

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[Chorus]
So real I
Said fuck the suite, get the villa (Said fuck the suite, get the villa)
More McQueen chilled up (More McQueen chilled up)
Now I’m smokin’ making ’em uncomfortable
When we step in the buildin’ (When we step in the buildin’)
Hunnid dollars bills pounds on the flight conceal
Heard the [?] and they worried ’bout my paper trail
I map work while you goin’ on vacation there

[Verse 1]
We smokin’ on the shores in Jamaica
Versace robe, Balenciaga windbreaker
Come the weed, I own acres
You niggas fallin’ off, need replacements
We each own our Porsche down the streets racin’
Gotta keep one eye out for leechers, swingin’ for the bleachers
Bad bitch with some real features
Waitin’ for my time I ain’t reachin’
Joint filled up with bomb weed
Can’t walk a mile in my sneaks
I’m stoned on an island full of freaks
My niggas got millions on they mind, drink liquor all the time
Fuck bitches in they prime
Drive car with switches, count tons of riches
Always stay committed
Gettin’ on the plane, make sure my company name bigger
Roll up the strain, turn on the beat and I pain’t picture
They understand me and see me clear as a movie is
Value the process, wether I lose or win
Jheeze, my wrist below thirty degrees
Weed from California, my bitch come from Belize
Rollin’ trees, that ain’t [?] here
Tryna get y’all to think the same way as the millionnaires
When it’s all said and done, we the niggas who never run
They spendin’ up all the funds, gotta save for my son
The waittress just hit the bottle, we poppin’ off everyone
Smokin’ weed and the motto was all that we got is trust
[Chorus]
So real I
Said fuck the suite, get the villa (Said fuck the suite, get the villa)
More McQueen chilled up (More McQueen chilled up)
Now I’m smokin’ making ’em uncomfortable
When we step in the buildin’ (When we step in the buildin’)
Hunnid dollars bills pounds on the flight conceal
Heard the [?] and they worried ’bout my paper trail
I map work while you goin’ on vacation there

[Verse 2]
Sixteen hours flight to Brazil
When I get there shit is real
Got a lot of beautiful women
But they money’s what appeal to me
I know exactly how it feel
Say I’ve been here before, I know that [?] enough
Games I don’t play with ’em
They be so mad ’cause after I fuck I don’t stay
Fuck around, got another one on the way
If she give me an attitude
I’m killin’ stage, the crowds of fans that would laugh at you
I’m rollin’ up, while you can’t smoke, I’ma pass a few
We gettin’ money, the niggas with me they havin’ too
Eatin’ steak and [?] hotels, tell us that we can’t smoke, ain’t that a bitch?
Come to my room and we gon’ blow the whole zip
Security might come up but they won’t trip
And if they do, I’ma walk out and I’ma talk to that nigga like
“Hmm, it’s nice to meet you sir, I’m Young Khalifa
If you don’t mind, I’ma spark this weed up
I know you got some family members you can call that I can take a picture for, yeah I’ll be glad to meet ’em
It ain’t my fault, you can take it or leave it
You smell the kush, so it’s not a secret”
Ain’t the one you wanna look around and you ain’t on the team with
I’m a boss, I be on some G shit
[Chorus]
So real I
Said fuck the suite, get the villa (Said fuck the suite, get the villa)
More McQueen chilled up (More McQueen chilled up)
Now I’m smokin’ making ’em uncomfortable
When we step in the buildin’ (When we step in the buildin’)
Hunnid dollars bills pounds on the flight conceal
Heard the [?] and they worried ’bout my paper trail
I map work while you goin’ on vacation there

[Outro]
They don’t make ’em like they used to
The way me and my gang move around the world like we ain’t got a thing to prove
Why you worried about who’s who?
We takin’ trips goin’ to beaches
And spend the money on dinners and places we thought we’d never be
Experiencin’ things we thought we’d never see
Was hated on heavily
Now our girls look heavenly
And you can tell it’s me, just by the smell
Our own kush to inhale, the McQeen shots to celebrate the times when we couldn’t be here
Rollin’ up another paper to elevate my mind
Not knowin’ if the owner’s cool or not
I just got a show to do and a bunch of fans to meet
So if I’m not in my best mind state, how you expect me to do my best?
Thank you, I’ma continue smokin’ now
Prayin’ to make it home is an understatement
But I know God got my back
He wouldn’t give me more than I could handle
I just gotta step up to the play, and be a boss when the time comes
Who wants to chase success and run from their real responsibilities at the same time?
That sounds like hustlin’ backwards to me
But I’m tryna hold it down, ’til we back in the villa again

Now United – The Billion View Mashup Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
It’s Now United
It’s Now United
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Let’s get it started
Let’s go

[Verse 1]
Summer in the city, na na na, na na na
I can take you places that you’ve never been
Oh-oh, na na na, na na na, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
We’ll be looking pretty, na na na, na na na
We can go wherever, anywhere you wanna go
Drive me loco, for you I go loco

[Pre-Chorus]
Used to be shy, I’m alright
Used to be down, I’m alright
Only thing I need, I need, I need, I need
Is you right by my side
I don’t need no money, yeah, yeah, yeah (Te quiero)
I don’t need no fast car (Te quiero)
Only thing I need, I need, I need, I need
Is you right by my side

[Chorus]
Tralalala, we can play that drum, everyone, everywhere now
Going at it all night, together on the floor, on the playground
Zoom, zoom, zoom, turn the music loud
Do, do, do, do, oh, Dana, Dana, Dana
We can play that drum, everyone, everywhere now
Underneath the sunlight, together on the floor, on the playground
Zoom, zoom, zoom, put your hands in the air
Do, do, do, do, all day, all day, all day

[Post-Chorus]
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Paraná eh)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah
All day, all day, all day
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Paraná eh)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah

[Verse 2]
Come with me, na na na, na na na
I can take you places that you’ve never been
Oh-oh, na na na, na na na, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Light the sky, na na na, na na na
We can go wherever, anywhere you wanna go
Drive me loco, for you I go loco

[Pre-Chorus]
Used to be shy, I’m alright
Used to be down, I’m alright
Only thing I need, I need, I need, I need
Is you right by my side
I don’t need no mansion, yeah, yeah, yeah (Te quiero)
I don’t need no fast car (Te quiero)
Only thing I need, I need, I need, I need
Is you right by my side

[Chorus]
Tralalala, we can play that drum, everyone, everywhere now
Going at it all night, together on the floor, on the playground
Zoom, zoom, zoom, turn the music loud
Do, do, do, do, oh, Dana, Dana, Dana
We can play that drum, everyone, everywhere now
Underneath the sunlight, together on the floor, on the playground
Zoom, zoom, zoom, put your hands in the air
Do, do, do, do, all day, all day, all day

[Post-Chorus]
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Paraná eh)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah
All day, all day, all day
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Paraná eh)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah

[Bridge]
Mexico, America
China and Japan
Now we’re all united
We all came to dance
Germany, Philippines
Korea to Russia
And you got me begging for it
Yeah, that’s what I want
Canada, Australia
Brazil and India
Now we’re all united
Come get down with us

[Chorus]
Tralalala, we can play that drum, everyone, everywhere now
Going at it all night, together on the floor, on the playground
Zoom, zoom, zoom, turn the music loud
Do, do, do, do, oh, Dana, Dana, Dana
We can play that drum, everyone, everywhere now
Underneath the sunlight, together on the floor, on the playground
Zoom, zoom, zoom, put your hands in the air
Do, do, do, do, all day, all day, all day

[Post-Chorus]
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Going at it all night)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Paraná eh)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Yeah, that’s what I want)
All day, all day, all day
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Underneath the sunlight)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Paraná eh)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Yeah, that’s what I want)
All day, all day, all day
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Everyone, everywhere now)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Going at it all night, together on the floor, on the playground; Paraná, eh)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Turn the music loud)
All day, all day, all day (Do, do, do, do, oh, Dana, Dana, Dana)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Everyone, everywhere now)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Underneath the sunlight, together on the floor, on the playground; Paraná, eh)
Zumba, zumba, zumba ya yeah (Put your hands in the air)
(Do, do, do, do, oh-oh-oh)

Gucci Mane – Freakiest in the World Lyrics

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[Intro: Young Thug]
Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
I slowly board the jet, it was a sixteen passenger, woah
I can King Tuts[?] you up

[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls, she say I rock her world
Mink brown like a squirrel, feed her salmon and pills

[Post-Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I woke up in St. Barts on a yacht with a thot
She want all the smoke like that time I smoked with Bart
Slob on my knob, babe, then blow it, that’s your job
Bitch gave me her heart then said, “Don’t break it, that’s your job”

[Refrain: Young Thug]
I just told Gucci he hot as he can get
I took a bowl of grits, I put it on my wrist
It’s like I live in a toilet the way that I be shittin’
My niggas never bargain, we stand firm like a sir

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane & Young Thug]
Gotta bring the crew with me, a couple hitters flew with me
My young nigga just FaceTimed me with all you niggas’ jewelry
All this blue cheese on me, I’ma need some celery
Thugger, that’s my evil twin, from now on, call me Jeffery
Thug and Gucci (Slatt), takin’ over the industry
Thug and Gucci (Slatt), bought a Bentley just for the Bs
She lovin’ on me, I’m lovin’ this codeine
She suck ’til it’s so clean, then left with the brodie
YSL and 1017 tied like some shoestrings
Jumped off the bridge, bunch of millions on a wedding ring
Fucked her ’til she had a stroke now she need some therapy
We gettin’ on the medicine and now I got [?]

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Fuckin’ in the back of the car like a sofa
I don’t pitty-pat, try your kid and your mother
I don’t know nobody but I can teach ’em how to stop ’em
Red and blue diamonds but I promise ain’t a cop car
I been in the trenches froze tryna make some
I been servin’ molly all weekend
I crack your old lady like a pecan
Implants got a nigga bitin’ through cement

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
If this bitch take another bean and OD, that’s a felony
Tried to slow her down but she keep mixing up the medicine
All these Rolls Royces pullin’ up, bitch, I’m the president
Had to take him off ’cause he kept callin’, I wasn’t ready yet
YSL and 1017 one weekend spent the yellow ‘Vette
Had to put some diamonds on her neck, that pussy very wet
Monica Lewinsky, bitch, you just sucked on the president
Gucci Mane and Thugger, man, together, that’s one heavy team

[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls, she say I rock her world
Mink brown like a squirrel, feed her salmon and pills

[Verse 4: Gucci Mane & Young Thug]
Stepping on these bitches necks, it’s unfair
You’re rich and you’re fine and it’s rare
I’ma take my bitch to Lennox square
You a pool table, green and you’re square
I tell you watch your body and your deep friends
Can’t tell you ’bout his body, he too deep in
‘Cause if this shit get leaked, niggas get took off the streets
Tie some tons ’round your feet now you’re swimmin’ with the fish
Living like a kingpin, vacation every weekend
A demon for my semen, she love it more than breathin’
From gamblin’ at Four Seasons to switching definitions
For no apparent reason, she love me more than breathin’
Forgies on flat tires and extent’, copped the Bentley (SEX)
I go Grinch on a freak every year (I go Grinch)
Tie my ties with the bricks, yeah, yeah
My artist [?] bracket shits in one year
My artist just signed, I already got an M
So many fallen stones that you damn near can’t see ’em
Underground king, I’m like Bun B and Pimp
The world is 1017, they should put it on a blimp

[Refrain: Young Thug]
I just told Gucci he hot as he can get
I took a bowl of grits, I put it on my wrist
It’s like I live in a toilet the way that I be shittin’
My niggas never bargain, we stand firm like a sir

[Verse 5: Young Thug]
I shoot you back two hundred just like worm, just like worm
I make her pussy stretch like a motherfucking worm
Skydweller on my side, bitch, with Patek her concern
I keep a 40 by my dick, just like sperm

[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls, she say I rock her world
Mink brown like a squirrel, feed her salmon and pills

[Post-Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I woke up in St. Barts on a yacht with a thot
She want all the smoke like that time I smoked with Bart
Slob on my knob, babe, then blow it, that’s your job
Bitch gave me her heart then said, “Don’t break it, that’s your job”

[Verse 6: Young Thug]
I can show you a rich bitch schemin’ this for this cash
I can show you a misfit and you’ll eat her ass
I can go down south in a West Coast Jag
Took a red leather coach out the house, put it in the Jag’

[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls, she say I rock her world
Mink brown like a squirrel, feed her salmon and pills

[Outro: Young Thug]
I slowly board the jet, it was a sixteen passenger (Sixteen, sixteen)
I can King Tuts[?] you up