Danny Thugga

(álbum: Thug Thursday 2 - 2014)

Number 1 hustle [?]
Still shining like a mother fucker
I got your girl at the crib under covers
I gave them a Molly, watch them fuck each other
Every time I fuck I got hit me least like two bitches
Ass so fat it look like two Nicki's
I can't fuck with you boo, I'm two picky
I can't smoke with you, I only do sticky
Who the fuck telling that [?] still going hard
Got your broad at the crib, about to pull a Ménage
Happy ending, with a massage
Which double R Imma pull out the garage
Still on top, can't fuck with my squad
Ain't talking bout repping talking about in my yard
Imma real nigga, still stay one hundred
Got it on my own, never been fronted
Everything the boy trying to do, I done it
OG in the game like Birdman stunting
Used to be braided up living on the north
Now my G's see me living like a boss
Got a meal with my cars, and a million dollar house
And I ain't talkin bout my crib man, I'm talking bout my spouse
Can't foul out, still throw with the repping
Can't fall off, it's do dangerous trapping
Snitches and the feds already on my head
I guess that's what I get for all that caping
Jackets run up, hell yeah I'm packing
Lay they ass down in the motherfucking ground
Imma G real, ya'll look like a clown
Looking like BMF when we come through the town
Hold up