DJ Mustard - In This Thang lyrics

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DJ Mustard - In This Thang lyrics

[Verse 1] T-Many Drive young b**hes crazy You know the motto f** you, boy pay me Balmain'ing Belt cost 12 80 Kick a b**h out If she acting Fugazzy Had a b**h, went to Poly Call her my beach baby I f** her every night She be, she be calling it dating You kiss her face and you basic She always faking I give her real orgasms Ovulations Uhh This the type of sh** They calling amazing Baseline, drop, gunco*k back Troy Ai-Ai- Ay, n***a don't be stealing my swag It's to late ain't it I'm a dog, shhh Lady & the tramp baby All Gucci though Knock em down like a domino Bringing it into your front door Domeshot, Porch floor To many b**hes I don't give them Names Jane Doe Man you n***as Rainbow All My n***as Rambo [Pre-hook] Shh, Chillin Tropic n***as give me pound I'm a trending Topic Hermes, ummhmm Fendi Wallet Get you folded for some dollars Don't get out of pocket [Hook] b**h I'm In This thang, thang, thang, thang But b**h I'm in This thang, thang, thang, thang I'm in this thang, but b**hes going down, down [x2] [Verse 2] Fingers in the air n***as gonna start banging Throwing money to the birds Put em in their cages n***as wild Can't tame me with a gas chamber Deep dish rims Lips like Topanga On my two busy for you sh** Call me later If I was a bum I'd give you none Like the church ladies It's aggravating n***as, f**ing up my aviaton Flyer than most Trying not to boast But n***as debating Uh, and the broads gonna follow My n***a Wale told me pop my collar Chain so gotti They thought we was Gotti brothers Two twin b**hes My n***a f**ed the other [Pre-hook] [Hook] Uhh, yeah T-Raw b**h I'm the sh** You know me Ahh Ahh f** it, f** it [Hook] ....And that n***a boogie spits that hot fire ....Shout out to boogie doing his thang in rack city

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