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Digits

Thugger! YSL for life We ran up them digits we ran up some money We ran up them digits we ran up some money Nigga, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin' You can lose your life but it gon' keep goin' Why not risk life when

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King Troup

I just asked God why he called for troup When it's time to ride, if you love 'em, nigga, prove it You know all your lil' niggas gon' shoot shit up for you I thought I seen a ghost because your son look like

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Power

First you get that money then you get that power If you tune ya nose up, boy he on that powder Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser Bitch, I make it rain shower, ya

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Webbie

Thugger! I roll me one, smoke to the face I roll me one, smoke to the face Roll up a blunt and I'mma face it (King Slime) They politickin' 'bout these cases I told her roll me up a blunt and I'mma face it Choppa make a

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Best Friend

Thugger! Ysl for life, bitch Yeah fuck you, your momma and everything else Free the goat! That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin' Big ol' booty bitch missus from texas, what's next is I'm gon' skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me And that's

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With That

Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man Pop me a xannie I'm fast, I'm so fast, I'm so faster than sonic man Tru the man, tru the man, tru to my nigga, tru religion, buddha man My

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Pick Up the Phone (feat. Travi$ Scott)

Yaaah, oh yaaah Ooooh, Thugger Yeah, Travis Scott Thugger, Thugger baby Yaah I pour a four up I call your hoe up Just to fuck her and show her I just went, got my dough up Pullin' off and I'm gone! Then I go and pour four up Then I roll up

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Hercules

Thugger, the thugger, baby Young metro, young metro, young metro Metro! Young metro, young metro, young metro And what? Metro boomin want some more, nigga Sick Shoot him in his back like ricky but not slick Spent like 7 bands on a tri-colored pit All my signs red like a

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Safe

Yeah, I got you boo Together forever, man any problem you got, bitch I got it too Together forever, man any problem you got, bitch I got it too Wheezy beats I'll cock it back, I'm ready to fire that chrome, hey I was out the

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Halftime

Halftime, half a perc and half a zan make it halftime Half a pint, pour up an eight, my nigga halftime Tryna rob that stick turn his body in halftime (Yeahh) Hit the streets and tear this bitch up like I'm Willie B No Tennessee

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Wyclef Jean

Thugger TM This Actavis by the way I promise, on God Okay, my money way longer than a Nascar race I told her keep going on the gas, fuck the brakes Only here for one night, let me put it on your face Let a nigga nut,

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Harambe

Mafia! Yeah, AP gang bitch, you know what I'm sayin'? Level up! Yeah Yeah AP gang Catch 'em down bad Beat 'em with a bat, hashtag that I call it New Jack, yeah, yeah Bitch, I got a blue Jag I make that cash talk nigga I got a new

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Guwop

I done put 20 up under the Sig I done put 20 Inside the Sig I pull up on you and pop at your kid I pull up your block and pop at your wig I hopped out the Coupe and I'm fresh as a

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Gangster Shit

Did you pray today? Did you pray today? I could dick you down on some gangster shit Did you pray today? I could put you down on the gangster shit I could put you down with some gangster shit Did you pray today? Did you have a baby? You

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Worth It

Got my bae with me, you know what I'm sayin'? If she don’t get what she want she whine I reminisce when I get high Looked up baby and say goodbye I tied my ties, she no longer cry, look you in your eyes, tell

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Constantly Hating (ft. Bridman)

Pour that shit up fool, it's ours Monster! Man so you ain't gonna pour? Oh so you're gonna make a nigga beg you to pour... okay bool Hopped out my mothafuckin' bed Hopped in the mothafuckin' coupe Pulled up on the Birdman I'm a beast, I'm a

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Check

I can see that bullshit from a mile away You can stack my money bout a mile away I got three white bitches like it's powder day Mink coat with the rolls like a shar pei And all my bitches sexy, call them barbies She lookin'

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With Them

Thugger Thugger baby Fuck all that let's get to it What lil' shawty say? She suck on that dick on the plane And I just called her airhead (Woo!) I just went hunting, I found me a rabbit I picked out the carrots I'm just tired of smoking

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Memo

We got London On Da Track I'ma pull up on a nigga bitch in my bitch whip I got twenty chains on me They gon' chip just like some dip' Nigga know they get the memo They get that Stack them racks, they know the memo Stackin', stackin' Nigga

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Riri

So I just came out the booth to God damn To hear this, to hear this shit right here And my niggas, nigga just, nigga just said Bruh I just told them the same shit That nigga say he just told these girls that He knew