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Mike WiLL Made-It

Take A Picture

 

Take A Picture


[Hook: Young Thug]
Boy let's take a picture
Boy let's take a picture
Nigga take a picture, nigga take a picture
(Take a mothafucking picture, nigga)
Nigga take a picture, nigga take a picture
Take the fucking picture for me
Pose... skraight
Pose... aiight
Pose... skraight
Pose... aiight

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hannah Montana
Hannah Montana come take this picture for Young Thugger
Mike WiLL pull up in a brand new Bentley
With a nigga girl, no cover
Hundred bands coming in at one time
Counting so much money that my thumb getting cuttins
My jewelry'll blind you like the sunshine
Fuck your momma and your sister with the same nine
Nigga, you the one that say you love 'em
Nigga, you the one that say you trust 'em
Nigga, you the one that bare fuck 'em
Nigga, you stay in when you're nutting
I don't want this bitch to have my kid, nigga, Cudi
I'm the type of nigga, pull up and give the bitch to my cousin and my buddies
Hunala, hunala, I got bitches
Hundred chickens, hundred bitches, stashing sixes
Nigga trappin and the hoes went bananas, oh God
Now I got more jewels than that nigga Santana, oh Lord!

[Hook: Young Thug]

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Milky Way, Milky Way, Milky Way
Bitch you pull up and get milky wayed
Wait… before you touch it, hold up,
That Ace of Spade, bitch that's five residents
I should get paid for this [?]
20 extra bands for this captain plate
Or else I'll buck just like Tampa Bay
My molly bean feel like [?]
I am a African American
But my bitch a stallion
Breath smell like Italian
Birds in Atlanta, no Falcon
Mink got me sweating, no napkins
Milking these bitches, nigga, cowing
Touching all these bitches, really fouling
Almost [?]
Baby send them ki's over
I got quarters, I got halves, I got kilos
When I see the cops, I say "fuck 'em" like Cee-Lo
Take off, ran and throwing everything but the B Roll
I know a real big homie locked up, nigga still hold them kilos
I'm on their ass, nigga
And I ain't ever letting 'em pass, nigga
Not out my class, nigga, no way

[Hook: Young Thug]

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