Young Thug - Uno Dos Tres (2019)

Текст песни Young Thug - Uno Dos Tres

Intro:
Timb, what up slimeball
I got you
You got me?
Let's get it

Chorus:
Uno, Dos, Tres
Quatro, Cinco, Seis
Baby give me head, baby suck my dick
Bleeding like a bitch on her period
Imma keep my pistol
You can have my leg
Sex is my gang, keep a secret
I won't fuck your mommy
Best friend instead
I'm so out the leech
I'm so on this beat
It's so understood
Tell me who the freaks


Verse 1:
Hundred bands baby point his ass out
I'm bout to pull up to the house
I'm bout to stalk him get down on these niggas
I'm bout to aim that shit out
I'm watching scandalous now
I just came off a greyhound
I didn't love it, cause I'm no clown
My gun is no boxer, wet rounds
I turn out the shirt it ain't bleach
Them hundreds sweep her off her feet
I'm back to thirties still on fleek
Let her pussy vibrate on my seat
I'm sorry I grew up I don't play with your boy
So don't play with me B
Lil baby I'm balling like Mr. McCoy, I don't need BET
I done ran it up plenty, diamonds dancing
You can't even mention it
You only see a nigga, wish you could be it
I skeet and fuck on her titties if they [?]
Fifty thousand, twenty thousand, fifty thousand, hundred thousand million dollars
Pop the collar, bitch I'm balling
Hundred thousand for my coffin, Windy [?]

Chorus:
Uno, Dos, Tres
Quatro, Cinco, Seis
Baby give me head, baby suck my dick
Bleeding like a bitch on her period
Imma keep my pistol
You can have my leg
Sex is my gang, keep a secret
I won't fuck your mommy
Best friend instead
I'm so out the leech
I'm so on this beat
It's so understood
Tell me who the freaks

Verse 2:
I feel impeccable (I feel impeccable)
I am not next to you (no I'm not next to you)
Pop him a hundred times (Brrr!)
Now he's a vegetable (now he's a vegetable)
This is my avenue (this is my road)
Come here you bastard you (come here, come here)
I'm high as a [?] (geeked out my mind)
Bitch leave Haiti fore they capture you (whoo!)
No Sex but I'm laughing you (Haa!)
T-Rex not no Malibu (Skrr!)
Give the kids like a rack or two (what!)
Get me out I'm a blast it too (Yeah)
But shooting guns but no killing (brra-brra!)
And I white with no wedding (wha!)
Free the Wop but not Fetty
And he got spots like a leopard (Whoo!)
Motherfuck what you say you gon' do to us
She don't know religion but she TRU to us
We done eight the mouth but ain't got no DEW with us
Bitch we know the bouncer this ain't new to us
No back and forth this ain't no ping pong
Your bitch got Young Thug for her ringtone
I'm serving them bales, ding dong
My bitch out the scale, cheech chong

Chorus:
Uno, Dos, Tres
Quatro, Cinco, Seis
Baby give me head, baby suck my dick
Bleeding like a bitch on her period
Imma keep my pistol
You can have my leg
Sex is my gang, keep a secret
I won't fuck your mommy
Best friend instead
I'm so out the leech
I'm so on this beat
It's so understood
Tell me who the freaks