Numbers Lyrics

Thugger Thugger
Got my broadie London in this m********** man
I'm tellin' ya this beat hard as... this one hard as f***, listen bro
I go up up up and away
And I got old hundreds, they wrinkled like a Shar Pei
Plus I'm the realest n**** inside the A
And them boys in Atlanta they don't play yah
And them boys from Atlanta tote them K's yeah
And them boys from Atlanta got bananas for these monkeys n****
I got plenty ammo for your family n****
Ammo for these p**** m**********
Run up I swear to god I want tears from your mother
f*** n**** tripping, I'll get prison and f*** your father
Imma tell em one time, ain't going farther
I'm doing numbers

[Verse 1]
I got bands in the bando
And I'm beating David Banner
And I'm smoking on cabana
Leanin', movin slow as grandma
Motor runnin', spent them commas, now it's thunder
Count a hundred want a hundred more, that's hunger
Yeah baby, Thugger Thugger hungry, yes I'm hungry
Young Thugger got the munchies
All my diamonds come in yellow like a Funyun
Yeah all my gold made 'em sick and they can vomit
p**** n**** know they can vomit
I'm growing green, me and chi-chi, no pet
I'm chasing dreams, free Meek Milly
[Verse 2]
Imma tell em one time
I can read your mind
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, then start ridin
Brand new 24's, b**** on climb
You's a busta, m********* rhymes
No Sticky fingers, no porcupine
Genius I'll chase the day
Wait, let me pick up his remains
Hey, them gators get their prey
Hold up, hold up, wait

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