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lirik lagu danny glover (remix) – jg trigga

[intro]
ah hah, okay
you’re telling me who is gonna be then
it’s jg trigga
hah?

hah, get ey

[hook]
okay cool, okay bool i love her
i’mma save her, yes, like danny glover
i’mma call my papi for her f-ckin’ mother
i p-ss them a molly, now they kiss each other
every time i f-ck i gotta hit me least like 2 b-tches
boy that dope he whipped, you need like new wrists
foreign car outside that b-tch got 2 digits
money stand like 8 feet just like 2 midgets

[verse 1: young thug]
who the f-ck told you that young thugger thugger gon’ f-ck up the beat
i got six cars and i also got rentals and all of ’em tinted
no i’m not nipsey, not from la, but i got keys to the city
i f-ck it, i suck it, i beat it down then she beat me to the ceiling
stoner my lifestyle, i’m living too wild
i came to make you proud, that money keep her around
in love with her head, i can’t turn it down
can’t wait for my time to come back around
she see that you don’t got lil hades’ style
plus i just seen snoop on girl goin’ wild
i just bought a bentley and a b-tch came with it
young rich n-gga hittin’ million dollar l!cks
ballin’ in new york like the motherf-ckin’ knicks
you better have them racks you ever want to hear me spit
and everywhere i go i p-ss like a staff
i’m goin’ off top like a motherf-ckin’ lay up
357, six shots like al
i left 10 bands in a mu’f-ckin’ cab

[hook]

[talking]
hahahah, lets go!
whoop whoop whoop whoop
ayo young thug, jg trigga!
okay lets go

[verse 2: jg trigga]
get it to your money with your 2 b-tches
all the people like a fire looking so vicious
like your mama said, you really clean your old dishes
and you really shouldn’t clean all your old dishes
who really told you to run off with my mixtape, son?
stylin’ good in gianni versace, dropped
outta my element, point on my decimal, pop
upper me echelon rich, you nothing so stop
rising my name, not all about fame, writing for fans, i’ll always be staying
haters still here, so here i am, i am who i am, pretty young thang
pretty young flame, spark to ignite, living my life, do it every night
rock in toronto and rio, nyc, diddy my city i fight
homies be dying of lying, ain’t trying to go dive, oh
que en partido y loco, frio y calor
oye mi chico, trabajo un casa nueva
i know that you’re trippin, you thinkin’ you think that i don’t know
dreaming in light, call it daydreaming, plans in my hand, rozay, you schemin’
yea you right, tell em what i said, don’t be lying, i’ll slap yo face
out with lauren out in london, downtown with julie, with my sonz
foxy and nicki, yuh trinis girls, bimma mi keys soon, shun
i ain’t done with the track, with some people to mack
ima be referring to my fans, all of ya are just gold
i got my main friends, and my side friends, sometimes it’s really cool
trilly g, jg in this remix, ain’t no record or be sold
k!lling on all the beats, i write all of my lyrics
ain’t no ghost writers here, me, myself, i, the deerest
you better be careful what you wish for cause i ain’t calling no juries
all up to ya self right now, like bugs bunny with his curies
(curies, curies, curies)

[hook]

[talking]
yea you know this stuff right here!
it’s jg trigga & young thug!
lets get it!

[verse 3: young thug]
i knew i was gonna run my money up and everybody didn’t
all these n-ggas p-ssy n-ggas, tellin’ on they partner
hope the p-ssy n-gga get a bigger sentence
p-ssy n-gga play, i’m comin’ back with the k
and i’mma shoot that motherf-cker ’til he livid
b-tches wanna see a n-gga thumb through his bands
i’mma name myself young thugga tenant
100 bands at a time
i fronted you bands but you-
i don’t like using profanity but the young thugger will cut you
all of my cups are muddy
i f-ck my b-tches’ buddies
i just want nut like buddy
all of my b-tches buddies
panamera with the tinted roof
all the n-ggas dogs going, “roof!”
top notch shawty, n-gga we ain’t gon’ care
young n-gga rich, jewelry colder than the attic
if she ain’t a virgin then that b-tch is only average
i can’t even hear ya baby, get rid of the static
i can’t learn a b-tch, but i learn mathematics
i just ball her down whenever she call my pattern

[hook]

- jg trigga

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