Hey, I (Explicit) - Young Thug

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I think she ready for a kiddy

She told me she gon' make me miss her

She let me wet her whole lil' ceiling

My d**k like crack so yeah I'm dealing

She gotta love him Peter Griffin

Nut on the front of her head like I'm Eddie Griffin

I make it count I'm a star and she can make a wish

I'm going down with her hard 'til her partition

Where the **** you going girl I miss you

I wanna bang like a pistol

I wanna bang like a Crip do

I'm banging red like suu whoo ooh

Brand new Rollie I'm living sporty

Flood you with gold like a trophy

She still the bomb call her lotus

Hey racks keep me up without Folger's

I'm up I'm up

I might hit 'em with them bucks just in case he got luck

This a Crime Mob lifestyle nigga knuck if you buck

Just 'cause I'm in New York with a puck

Don't mean you won't get stuck up up

Ayy I might just tell this ho my secrets

First I like them red like a demon

A purse every time lil' momma catch me cheating

Starburst I won't eat it unless she creamy

I think she ready for a kiddy

She told me she gon' make me miss her

She let me wet her whole lil' ceiling

My d**k like crack so yeah I'm dealing

She gotta love him Peter Griffin

Nut on the front of her head like I'm Eddie Griffin

I make it count I'm a star and she can make a wish

I'm going down with her hard 'til her partition

I done completed my little mission

I put something in your stomach next to your kidney

I want nothing to do with none of these lil' *******

I want something to do with everything and I'm willing

To go to church and ask God there for forgiveness

For everything and tell that preacher that I'm gon' remember

Him bringing you in my life and that's on my children

**** all them other h*es talking they Wendy Williams

Now your wrist got ice like December

I pour out the paint like Mutumbo

I'm a ******* lion like Simba

And yeah my girl ballin' like Kendra

I think she ready for a kiddy

She told me she gon' make me miss her

She let me wear her whole lil' ceiling

My d**k like crack so yeah I'm dealing

She gotta love him Peter Griffin

Nut on the front of her head like I'm Eddie Griffin

I make it count I'm a star and she can make a wish

I'm going down with her hard 'til her partition