Flaws Lyrics - Young Thug

I be the Thugga 

Who are you? 

I don't know, I don't know 

Ay, ay 

Rosé goin' right inside the kitchen 

I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition 

I find out like two weeks ago that I was pimp 

I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp 

Man I do it, put that shit on everything she know I do it 

Fuck that work I might not do it (Psyche!) 

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Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it 

My clothes they by Elizabeth Taylor baby 

Fuck on your lil bitch and get to moving with the skaters 

baby 

I can go around the bitch like equators baby 

And I feel free like the mothafuckin' nature baby 

That lil bitch fit the description like a blazer baby 

And she from L.A. just like the mothafuckin' Laker baby 

I'm a fire shots off like I know Brian Nichols 

I just might ride or die for my niggas 

They talkin' life sentence I'll try with my niggas 

And I will beat trial with my niggas 

How you gon' eye my niggas? 

Tell me, how you gon' try my niggas? 

How you goin' back and forth 'bout my niggas? 

Flaws and all my nigga 

Photos 

Flaws and all, fell in with my dawgs 

Flaws and all, even with my paw 

Versace drawers for your broad 

Flaws and all 

Rosé goin right inside the kitchen 

I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition 

I find out like two weeks ago that I was pimp 

I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp 

Man I do it, put that shit on everything she know I do it 

Fuck that work I might not do it (Psyche!) 

Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it 

Tell me how you see a nigga take the spots, and knock a 

nigga straight off his spots 

I mean how the fuck you think you gon beat the Thugger 

Defeat the Thugger, Don't bleach Young Thugger 

I mean how the fuck, you'll need the Thugger 

You'll please the Thugger, you'll eat the Thugger 

No leasing Thugger, yeah, No leasing Thugger 

The bitch so clean it's a shame no one love her 

Yeah, never love these bitches 

When I ran my' money up I started duckin' these bitches 

She eat the dick so much, I ain't never seen the bitch in the 

mofuckin' kitchen 

Baby I love you, in a house full of grown folks, baby I love 

you 

Swear to God, you my bread & butter 

You can get my all if the Feds destroy us 

I'm a keep my feet in these streets 

Like a "d" we can go straight overseas 

Put purple in my brain just like a leaf 

If the bitch got class, yea she can come with me 

I ain't gotta tell these hoes, they know I'm prince of the city 

I just might pull up with bad bitches and take em to the 

trenches 

Rosé goin right inside the kitchen 

I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition 

I find out like two weeks ago that I was pimp 

I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp 

Man I do it, put that shit on everything she know I do it 

Fuck that work I might not do it (Psyche!) 

Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it 

Flaws and all, fell in with my dawgs 

Flaws and all, even with my paw 

Versace drawers for your broad 

Flaws and all