Floyd Mayweather [explicit] Lyrics - Young Thug

Ayy, ayy 

This real talk turn shit, swear to God 

We just gon' call this shit drip, you know I'm sayin'? 

Ayy, ayy 

Little bitch, you ridin' niggas' dick like a bitch, damn 

Little bitch, you ridin' niggas' dick like a bitch 

I got, six brand new foreigns on my wrist 

I got six Forgiatos on my fist 

I got fifty foreign hoes on my dick 

I'ma nut in all 'em hoes, let's have some chicks 

Nigga tried to hit a lick and missed 

Tried to run then I caught him like a fish 

I'ma catch his ass with the whole clip 

I'ma beat they ass up like Ron Artest 

Pussy nigga ran like a Miss 

I got your bitch up underwater tryna kiss 

I'ma gon' and shit and take a piss 

We done fucked her legs and fucked her face 

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I'm sellin' purple rain, RIP to Prince 

When I was behind the fence they treated me like a prince 

So much jewelry on, her pussy gettin' tense 

1017's the ones you don't wanna diss 

And you can never be like 'Wop you little snitch 

You make me mad, I have a threesome with your bitch 

I'm from Custer East Atlanta, yeah the 6 

I make one brick turn to two, I know a trick 

Don't walk and limp my chopper is my walkin' stick 

Cash out on the whip I don't want no rent 

VVS's hit under G-starr V-necks (yeah-yeah) 

Chop the top off that Stringray Corvette (yeah) 

Two bitches with me, they on molly, they on X (yeah) 

Took my foreign to the club, pulled in a vip 

Took some ho to the hotel, made 'em strip 

She sucked me loose I had to give that bitch a tip (yeah-yeah) 

Everybody smashed that ho, that bitch the realest (yeah-yeah) 

Photos 

Everybody got they passport ready to dip, Europe 

UK 25, 000 dollars on a trip 

I just-I just found out rats can use they lips (yeah) 

I got, I got, I got me a thirty round clip 

I got one in the hand, thirty one rounds on my hip (yeah) 

Aye, okay, Lil Dora said I was born with a skill 

My lawyer say it's guaranteed when he appeal (yeah) 

I got a bad bitch wit' me and yeah she strip 

Shake it, I tip 

I sip, I dip (it's lit) 

Grip, I drip 

I killed, I 

All I eat is lean no lie and pills (oh my God) 

Put that, put that in my girl (straight up) 

Makin' porno videos and takin' stills 

Turn that, turn that to a film (drip) 

Yeah anywhere we go (yeah) 

I bring the snow 

I fill your nose (straight up) 

Ether, howdy my mamacita 

Stay away Lucifer, she sexy in that all white beater (yeah) 

Dynamite no whine up 

Have you fly from India, have you fly from China 

I won't feel you honestly, strap up for these nighters 

Pew-pew-pew, pew-pew-pew 

I'm in Vegas spinnin' Thugger with my chips 

I can't love these bitches, fell in love the rip 

I was doin' this shit just for my peers 

I would put inside my blood, my sweat, my tears 

Do this shit all on my own, don't need no deal 

Diamonds flawless 'round my neck, gave me a chill 

Lately I've been flyin' on them Lears 

Flyin' cross the world, these bitches killin' me 

Flood her bank account with bands cause she feelin' me 

Nigga cash on delivery 

If it's a snake on my clothes then it's double G 

I don't like police hoes, ain't no cuffin' me 

All my diamonds dancin' like they Bruce Lee 

Check out my smile I got some new teeth 

Pop a molly now I'm in the fuckin' air 

Cloud nine and I'm smokin' like the fuckin' bear 

We at the Clearport, you niggas never there 

I wouldn't even care, lil bitch that's how it is 

I do it for my fam, 20 racks on gifts 

Bitch we blowin' gas, roll me up a spliff 

Now what you think a young nigga grindin' for? 

I sip it till I sleep, I might overdose 

She made it out the hood and left that dope bowl 

Get them bricks from my momma, she got truck loads 

Fuck you mean you get it from your mammy hoe? Yeah 

Diamonds all on my chin, diamonds all on my folk 

Piercin' in my nose, diamond in my nose 

Giuseppe open toes, diamonds on my toes 

I just got a family pack of Jimmy Choos, damn 

I just bought a chopper and I'm ready to use it, damn 

I got a lot of bitches comin' by the twos 

I got a lot of bitches, bomin' by the few 

Big di-diamonds but we call 'em jewels 

All these racks think I sell dog foods 

I spend thousand on my fuckin' shoes 

Pull up in this Ave, it cost the Christian Loubes 

Nigga watch your mouth, we ain't fuckin' cool 

Boy you sell the molly, that's a fuckin' fool 

Take this shit out and shoot