Ysl - You the Best lyrics

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Ysl - You the Best lyrics

[Hook: Young Thug] You the best, you the best, yeah Tell em you don't want a baby Foreign clothes at Lennox, you own all the ladies Real gold got me swinging like I'm in the 80's Oh, God, oh, God, you the best [Verse 1: Young Thug] That bu*t sit out like a broken thumb Got Tums, got (?), we can go meet moms My swag worth a mili, I'mma blood, I want a billi These hoes tear me down, they wanna sue my businesses I'd be right to let my nine roar, these (?) to my iPhone I nut on you, you nut on me, let bygones be bygones What you tryna be? What you tryna see? Young thug packing that python On the phone, I'm home (?) for the (?) No, that girl got Georgia Dome You know she in for some And every time I see her I wish my old lady could be her And it ain't no getting away but she is my mamacita [Hook: Young Thug] [Verse 2: YSL] Double cup, love shawty, yea lean on Baby, you the best, yeah girl you know Your man needs to (?) on free throws And I'm flexin' with the (?) no D-Bow I make it rain on you, baby, hood rich I need more talk, where's my toothpaste? No, this is not a show, this a movie And your man home, yeah, she hardly do me Baby girl, I promise I won't leave you Baby girl, I swear I won't abuse you As long as you keep it 100 Girl, you ain't gotta ask for nothing [Hook: Young Thug]

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