Young Thug - Draw Down lyrics

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Young Thug - Draw Down lyrics

[Chorus: Young Thug] I know how to go and get a mother f**ing check No flex Flawless and VV's all over my neck And my chest I'm a big dog baby mof**a a vet I don't get s**ed unless I'm having s** Hoes know YSL they real as it gets No giraffe but Thugger want nothing but neck Plus I'm a pull a draw down on all of them I'm a pull a draw down on all of them Pull a draw down on all of them (quick draw McGraw) I'm a pull a draw down on all of them n***a I'm gon draw down with my gun n***a you might be swept by my sword p**y n***a you's a rat and I'm Tom Every given sunday I got falcons [Verse 1: Young Thug] Pull up with that K out of the coupe I like my b**h brown like a mother f**ing boot I like that a** big like Shaq tennis shoes And I want that wig mother f** your hairdo Control that ho, no voodoo I be Thugger Liu Kang, Ryu Damn I don't wanna hit it again, achoo! Make a n***a go brazy, cuckoo Drinking on that diesel like a pig I don't talk to snitches, you can't tell me nothing I think I found my new favorite b**h I'm f**ing with Travi$ Scott so you can't sell T nothing Tell me how you feel I pull up and beat that p**y like the pill I go Dre Beats on a mother f**ing freak I got white minks on my floor, I k**ed the sheep I know you a freak yeah you the skeet meat I'm a proceed to the T-O-P I might ball Jerrika ask her where the f** she started When these b**hes play with her baby she go retarded I'm biting you barking, please tell 'em [Chorus] [Verse 2: Young Thug] Every given sunday I got birds on the oneway, yeah the conway Dreads braided to the back like a mother f**ing clich When she tell me it's too f**ing fast I'm like no way Please don't ask if I wanna see it, I'm like show it Baby girl show me that p**y, show it And I ain't Future or Rocko but they know it Yeah they know it, n***as know it I can go all day like a f**ing poet House full of weed, drink f**ing Moet I can let my brother k** ya n***a, Thugger muncher Better know she popping if Young Thug approach her I done bought me so much water b**h I'm overdosing My car don't come with keys and your key a token I bought a black cuban link look like I'm choking I don't like to talk b**h, I'm not a spokesman I do not want that head b**h, I want that throat and If she get that dick hard you know I'm pokin' Put that p**y on my head like a f**ing Motrin My diamonds still moving when I'm not in motion I pour fours of the Ac in phantoms and toast it I love green so much all my money f**ing moldy Hi Benjamin, Grant, Jackson, I'm just focused [Chorus]

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