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Young Thug

Genres: Hip-Hop

Rich Daddy Lyrics - Young Thug

[Intro] 

Slime 

Jeffery, Jeffery 

DJ Durel 

Yeah, yeah 

 

[Chorus] 

'Bout to squeeze the trigger, don't panic (squeeze it) 

I done put the city on xannies (woo woo) 

Hop out the old school and the whammy 

I'm tryna put my thing in ya panties (okay) 

I'm tryna turn bitch to the baddest (goddamn) 

I'm tryna turn my bitch to the baddest (goddamn) 

I'm 'bout flyer than Aladdin, not average 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my daddy 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my daddy 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my nanny 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my mans 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my [?] 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my mammy 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my Rollie 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my granny 

 

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[Verse 1] 

I done ran 'em big ol' bands up to the top (to the top) 

Stealin' swag, you a fan and you know it (Jeffery) 

Load up on [?], stuff 'em in her mouth 

I'm a cash cow, I'ma spend it right now (slime) 

I'ma cash out on a [?] 

I'm gettin' cheddar like Chuck E. Cheese (cheese) 

We got Beretta's, we tuckin' these 

Hit the strip club, throw a couple keys (racks) 

We pass around while you lovin' these (ha) 

This is a new Gucci rabbit, B (ha) 

These some fuckboys and we bustin' these (fuckboy) 

Fuck it, we shootin' at ya cousin's head (brrt) 

We were robbin' in the drought (woo) 

And I'm smokin' girl scout (woo) 

Gucci tote with the pouch (woo) 

I just scoped out the route (woo) 

I just spoke with the spouse (woo) 

I give my momma an allowance (woo) 

She count it up like accountants (woo) 

She buy the purses with the balance 

Her momma stripped at [?] 

I got a whole lotta knowledge there (knowledge there) 

Paid 25 for the spider, yeah (spider yeah) 

I drink the bottle with Bacardi, yeah ('cardi yeah) 

I fucked around and got her spoiled, yeah (oh yeah) 

I fucked around and got to know ya (know ya) 

And yeen even 'posed to go that way (no) 

He only 'posed to be a foreplay (foreplay) 

 

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[Chorus] 

'Bout to squeeze the trigger, don't panic (okay) 

I done put the city on xannies (goddamn) 

Hop out the old school and the whammy (goddamn) 

I'm tryna put my thing in ya panties (goddamn) 

I'm tryna turn bitch to the baddest (ay, ay) 

I'm tryna turn my bitch to the baddest (goddamn) 

I'm 'bout flyer than Aladdin, not average 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my daddy 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my daddy 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my nanny 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my mans 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my [?] 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my mammy 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my Rollie 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my granny 

 

[Verse 2] 

Got some head in Minnesota, racks still load 'em (big racks) 

Spendin' racks on weed and I don't have glaucoma (woohoo) 

I'm flying 'em in and flying 'em out of Daytona (hey, hey) 

She said she wanna fuck me, she like my persona (private plane) 

Yeah, just to see, missin' my baby (my baby, yeah) 

I wanna hit it, penetrate it (woo) 

Trippin' out on a bean, baby want you wildin' out (Slatt) 

I want you to hold that conversation, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout (Slatt) 

Crayola, all the pockets filled with colors (hey) 

I throw racks inside the Strokers and my diamonds blue like oceans 

I just sprayed her with the lotion, I just did what I'm supposed to 

Came a long way from the roaches, now ten thousand spent on sofas 

We get it in, yeah we cash out Tesla Roadsters (Slatt) 

When you gettin' it in, you can cash out when you wanna (woohoo) 

I'm bad boy and I'm ballin' 'til I'm gone (bad boy) 

And my friend was just drippin', you can smell it 'round the corner, yeah (slime) 

 

[Chorus] 

'Bout to squeeze the trigger, don't panic (damn) 

I done put the city on xannies (goddamn) 

Hop out the old school and the whammy (goddamn) 

I'm tryna put my thing in ya panties (goddamn) 

I'm tryna turn bitch to the baddest (slime) 

I'm tryna turn my bitch to the baddest (slime) 

I'm 'bout flyer than Aladdin, not average 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my daddy 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my daddy 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my nanny 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my mans 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my [?] 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my mammy 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my Rollie 

I got a lil' bit of rich for my granny 

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