Young Thug, Jacquees - Amazing lyrics
Young Thug [Jeffery Lamar Williams] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
Jacquees [Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax]
[Young Thug, Jacquees - Amazing lyrics]
Sticky kush, sticky kush tell me your name
Wheezy Beats
Nigga have you ever dreamed
I was the man and you a thing one and two
Anytime I get mad, I can goodbye to you
God damn, who the hell let rats in the house
King of lions
Who let these cats run out of the house
Houston, Texas when I'm on land
I lean back like a couch
I'm not playin', I want it bad
Call shots like a spouse
We roll that kushy up
We eat that pussy though
Suck it til you're throwin'
Up, my Phantom grey, no hound
I lost a Lear, no bucks
Still waitin' on that Bentley truck
Stop playin', lil' bitty boy, you a duck
He ain't YSL, nigga, he ain't in the hut
I might stop by and let
That little bitch lush
I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus
Little nigga, you know what it was
You know what it is, you know what it does
I'm makin' your old lady shake it
She suckin' too slow, I'm impatient
My diamonds so wet like your baby
Don't know where to go, I'm amazin'
What's amazin' I don't know
What's amazin'I don't know
What's amazin'I don't know
What's amazin' i might accept your apology
I mean you throw L's up
If you ain't followin'
I am a beast, your life I'll be swallowin'
And I've been drinkin'
I need to bottle this
Man I'm so tired of these niggas man
I am so tired of these bitches
I'm so magnificent, studio workin'
I'm wearin' a top like I'm pimpin'
Your bitch want my milk
I'm sittin' at the top lookin'
Down at these wimps
These hoes just roll me a blunt
And you know that they stuff it
It cannot be imps
I never had cutlass and donks
I based up my bankroll then
Based out my trunk
I might fuck that lil' bitch in the mornin'
I might put her out and call Tyrone
Snoop Dogg, I might go ahead and bone
I'm big ballin'
Bitch put me inside the dome
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
Take some sand to the beach
Party with a couple foreign freaks
Kim K lookin' ho, Yeezy
Florida livin' nigga, Pork N Beans
Yeah, and I'ma ride this bitch tonight
And I just might ride this bitch tonight
Pork N Beans where you at baby
Pork N Beans where you at baby
Brown sugar on that bitch
Pull up with a ho and she know I'm ready to
Bust her, pay her, leave her, fuck her
I don't wait up, hold up
Let me check my mail
He broke, he servin' his squad with a scale
I make it rain, I hope all is well
I pull off deep like what in the hell
Ho give all my niggas some bails
Wait I'ma lay down 'fore I'll tell
Pull up in old school Chevelles
I don't save pictures
They might get revealed
How many times have I asked are you well
How many times have I popped a perc pill
How many homies at home on the bail
How many times have I told you you shell
How many meals have I ate until I burp
Dropping the top on the Mulsanne ain't
No hot top on merchs
Hey I worked so hard to get out that dirt
Hey I was thinking this is not that work
Wheezy Beats
Nigga have you ever dreamed
I was the man and you a thing one and two
Anytime I get mad, I can goodbye to you
God damn, who the hell let rats in the house
King of lions
Who let these cats run out of the house
Houston, Texas when I'm on land
I lean back like a couch
I'm not playin', I want it bad
Call shots like a spouse
We roll that kushy up
We eat that pussy though
Suck it til you're throwin'
Up, my Phantom grey, no hound
I lost a Lear, no bucks
Still waitin' on that Bentley truck
Stop playin', lil' bitty boy, you a duck
He ain't YSL, nigga, he ain't in the hut
I might stop by and let
That little bitch lush
I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus
Little nigga, you know what it was
You know what it is, you know what it does
I'm makin' your old lady shake it
She suckin' too slow, I'm impatient
My diamonds so wet like your baby
Don't know where to go, I'm amazin'
What's amazin' I don't know
What's amazin'I don't know
What's amazin'I don't know
What's amazin' i might accept your apology
I mean you throw L's up
If you ain't followin'
I am a beast, your life I'll be swallowin'
And I've been drinkin'
I need to bottle this
Man I'm so tired of these niggas man
I am so tired of these bitches
I'm so magnificent, studio workin'
I'm wearin' a top like I'm pimpin'
Your bitch want my milk
I'm sittin' at the top lookin'
Down at these wimps
These hoes just roll me a blunt
And you know that they stuff it
It cannot be imps
I never had cutlass and donks
I based up my bankroll then
Based out my trunk
I might fuck that lil' bitch in the mornin'
I might put her out and call Tyrone
Snoop Dogg, I might go ahead and bone
I'm big ballin'
Bitch put me inside the dome
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
Take some sand to the beach
Party with a couple foreign freaks
Kim K lookin' ho, Yeezy
Florida livin' nigga, Pork N Beans
Yeah, and I'ma ride this bitch tonight
And I just might ride this bitch tonight
Pork N Beans where you at baby
Pork N Beans where you at baby
Brown sugar on that bitch
Pull up with a ho and she know I'm ready to
Bust her, pay her, leave her, fuck her
I don't wait up, hold up
Let me check my mail
He broke, he servin' his squad with a scale
I make it rain, I hope all is well
I pull off deep like what in the hell
Ho give all my niggas some bails
Wait I'ma lay down 'fore I'll tell
Pull up in old school Chevelles
I don't save pictures
They might get revealed
How many times have I asked are you well
How many times have I popped a perc pill
How many homies at home on the bail
How many times have I told you you shell
How many meals have I ate until I burp
Dropping the top on the Mulsanne ain't
No hot top on merchs
Hey I worked so hard to get out that dirt
Hey I was thinking this is not that work